True story Nov. 2023 It’s been a few weeks since I last put a cock under my tongue and it’s itching.So here I am looking for a meeting on the various naughty sites specialized for transvestites and other transgender people.After several uninteresting discussions, a man contacted me. I like his ad, he says he adores transvestites, active and very playful and looking for a docile and willing female.This suits me perfectly, being rather submissive without falling into excess, but a few slaps or gentle strokes of the crop on my buttocks are welcome.Appointment is made for in 2 days. When the day comes he sends me a text message to confirm his address and meeting time 4 p.m. It's 30 minutes from my house via the A62, which suits me well.In the morning I prepare my pussy with hair removal everywhere and a good enema (I hate accidents).Here I am, soft everywhere, at the end of the morning I tackle makeup and then choose my clothes.I put on a black basque which acts as a suspender belt, then I put on stockings, a black lace thong as well and finished with a short tight black skirt which reaches the level of the stocking mark.Some jewelry on top of all that, then I put on my high heel ankle boots. Over the corset a white and burgundy blouse. I finished with a mid-length brown wig. Here I am ready, my outfit is unequivocal, very sexy, not to say slutty.It's 2 p.m. I'm early, I tell myself that I'm going to take my time on the road and stop at a few stops to see if there's a way to do something extra!!After 10 minutes I stop at the first area. I park in front of the t ...

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