’ I got up and kissed her on the cheek. ‘You must do and be whatever you are comfortable with. I’m delighted you are at peace with that. And tha...k you for calling me Dad.’ Megan turned to me and held out her hand. ‘There’s something you should know about us three. The girls told me that I could tell you tonight, although I didn’t know they were going to ask to call you Dad at the same time. When the girls started being interested in their bodies, we all explored together because I didn’t want. “What are you waiting for? Come here and join me” You open your legs. “I want to feel your tongue again. Come here and lick me” I kiss up and down your beautiful legs. Every time I get to the top of your legs I give your pussy a quick lick to tease you. “Lick me” you beg me. I stop teasing you and get to work on your pussy. You grind your pussy in my face. “Oh god that feels good” you pant. Your pussy tastes beautiful and I am really enjoying tasting you. I get you to sit on my face. I. I admit, I had envisioned her to be more than she was. I stood up and introduced myself. She smiled and we shook hands. She had crooked teeth with a slight overbite. I thought she had oversold her looks a little and considered to be on the average/plain side in the looks department. We began talking about ourselves and our graduate work. Susan seemed genuinely interested in my field of study and I too probed her of her research. After about an hour of conversing, Susan offered to take me to her. When we date, she dresses in full feminine attire, a black minidress, silk stockings with a suspender belt, and heels. She is curvy and beautiful and easily passes for a girl until you speak to her, when her slightly husky voice seems to give the game away.Those of us who know and love transgender people can often tell before a person who has not made love to these beautiful creatures. When I first met Carla, I saw her across the room at an art gallery wine reception and knew. I knew she had a.