Although I find trans women incredibly attractive I don’t purely sexualize them. I believe there is no difference between a cis and trans woman. But...let’s get started with the story. The sun was beginning to set over the city. The last rays of the sun lined the buildings with a golden, almost godly rim as the blue of the sky began to fade into darkness. I twitched impatiently in the cab. It had only been about 5 minutes since I left the hotel. But it was beginning to feel like an eternity.My. Not quite seven, Emmeline was not as curious, and even though she always tried to imitate her big sister, her libido was not as developed. She was more content to simply enjoy the lovely, soothing caresses of any part of her body. Caresses made her lethargic, contented, and sleepy. Nathan treated her more like a child than he ever did Hannah.After a while, Emmeline was in dreamland. Nathan and Kathy laid her down on the edge of their large leaf bed, and moved back across to join Hannah. There. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and stared into his sexy face as he took me up to his bedroom, which was navy blue with a plaid bedspread and posters of his favorite rock bands on the walls. As Steve gently lay me on his bed, he climbed on top of me and kissed me more before moving down to my chest. He reached behind my back to unhook my bra as he peeled it off and gently groped and sucked on my breasts. Steve loved my boobs and could barely make it through a minute of making out before. I knew I shouldn’t, that I would be violating her privacy, but I couldn’t help myself. I reached into her dirty laundry, remembering how each item was thrown. I carefully removed some jean shorts from the top, and a scrunched grey t-shirt. Then I found a pair of black panties. Lace. Thin on the sides and with a solid black material down the middle. I could see the outline of Meghan’s pussy, a white streak, straight down the middle. I’m not sure if she had masturbated with them on, or if she was.