Of all the real women I've seen, Sharimara Raj is the one I'm the most excited by. Her hot fleshy body makes me crazy. I think she's so sexy I'd actually be happy to submit to her and instead of me taking control as usual, I'd let her decide the action. Oh yes, I would - indeed I would.

I'm holidaying in a strict Islamic country, all the women are wearing burqas. I'm sexually frustrated, but fantasising and masturbating in my hotel room when I'm there. When I'm outside I'm walking the street wondering what sexual delights are underneath the clothing. This goes on for a couple of days, but I meet a woman in the hotel in a room not far from mine, and she actually seems willing to talk, and she's a foreigner like me. She tells me "I am just wearing a disguise, I don't usually dress like this" then laughs. Then she tells me "Actually I'm a liberated woman" (laughs again, this time a little more loudly and for a little longer). I just say "Oh" and then she tells me "Come to my room later if you like". We arrange a time, I go to my room, have a meal, have a shave and a shower, choose nice clothes and groom myself, put on a subtle but sexy aftershave, then when I'm ready, I leave to go to her room.

Nervously, I push the intercom button at the side of the door. A voice says "Yes, hello" - I say my name, she says "Come in" and the door opens. When I enter the room I see a magnificent sex angel in front of me, gorgeously dressed, and provocatively too! She grasps my hand and says in a hoarse voice "Come to the bedroom, I desperately want you to fuck me". I offer no protest and soon we are tumbling together. She kisses me passionately, rips off my trousers and begins to suck my cock. She sucks it deep and hard. I shoot my load down her throat and she tosses back her head and gulps it all down. Then she throws herself back and opens her legs. I'm so excited I'm still hard and I thrust into her. We fuck like animals for hours. She gasps and groans.

Finally, we need rest, and breathless we fall down beside each other. I say "You know, I don't even know your name" and she tells me "Danielle, my name is Danielle". I fuck her endlessly for the rest of the holiday. When I leave for home she kisses me deeply and says we must meet again, and gives me a little envelope telling me "Open it when you get home, it tells you all about me".

I get home, I open the envelope, I read the little handwritten note and look at the pictures. My eyes nearly fall out! This is Danielle Foxxx the famous transsexual porn star, and I feel so good when I find this out! You know what women say - only a woman truly knows how to pleasure a woman. Well, maybe it's true the other way too. Many people told me the best women for sex are women who used to be men. Who am I to disagree?

P.S. If anyone could fake Danielle in hijab or burqa I'd love it  - have a look -