The meeting place was fixed at a bus stop in the 19th district. Fabienne was present at the appointed time when I arrived by car. The person waiting for me was as described to me on the dating site where we agreed on our plan. I had no trouble recognizing her from afar, and as I approached this station I gave her a discreet lighthouse call to let me know. Fabienne walked up to the passenger side with an elegant, determined and sexy step, opened the door and settled in the seat, giving me a cheerful hello and a furtive kiss on my cheek. Many glances from other travelers waiting for their public transport had turned towards us. The presence of a transvestite here, although very believable as a woman, does had not gone completely unnoticed. Fabienne wore a light black dress over a semi-transparent lace bustier, and had sheathed her legs in fishnet stockings in heeled ankle boots. She wore a very real wig of long dark hair, jewelry around her neck, wrists and ears, and sprayed herself with a bewitching scent. During our long chats we had mentioned our respective fantasies and agreed that I accompany him to a well-known place usually rather frequented by men, but where the presence of a transvestite would be appreciated, I was convinced of it. So we drove around the ring road for a while, listening to music and discussing what to expect, both as anxious as it was a first for both of us. While I was driving our hands wandered around a bit, caressing our thighs and crotch, just to reassure us. Then we arrived in the parking lot, on the edge of the undergrowth that I had come to spot a few days earlier. Cars were parked with lone men behind the wheel, seeming to be waiting for the right meeting. I tell Fabienne to get out of the car casually, making sure to show off and trust me for the rest. I walked around the car watching the guys parked around, grabbed his hand and pulled him straight to a small path that plunged into the undergrowth. We walked slowly, just to give time to any interested parties to follow suit. It didn't take long for me to realize that the goal was achieved when As we advanced I heard the sound of broken twigs and trampled leaves behind. I pretended to ignore this presence behind us and drew Fabienne into a small natural shelter formed by the foliage. There, I positioned myself behind her putting my hands on her hips and pressing my body against hers, my cock at her ass. Surprised, our followers had stoppe ...

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