.and was holding MIranda tight, and the bartender asked if we wanted another drink and I said not for me....Miranda reached into her purse and jiggled...the houe keys in front of me and my mascara nearly ran becasue tears of excitement welled up and my already stiff cock nearly exploded, but fortunatley it didin’t.Miranda asked if I would drive her to the flat and I said yes....what a coulpe we made driving down the road...a trans and a transvestite...one prettier than the other...We arrived at. I then turned to Antoinette and demanded to see her tits, she quickly shed her blouse and nursing bra, and her nipples were already erect and inviting and despite the increase in size there appeared no sag in her tits. I looked down towards her cunt and nodded. Immediately she hiked her skirt up showing a complete lack of panties and in particular pussy hair. Her cunt lips were already swollen and opening with her erect clit just beginning to poke its head out.I asked if she was still breast. Lifting up her short skirt she slides the thin material down her hipsand her legs. As she holds them in her hands she sees the evidence of her passion on the thin cotton. Smiling she reaches down with her other hand and feels the soft slippery wetness he has created with his kisses and gentle touches. As she anticipates what is to come from his request, she tucks the panties into the pocket of her skirt. Sighing she unlocks the door and goes to meet him again. Casually he waits for her to. She then told me that she she was worried about how to gently tell me about their i****tuous and kinky sexual appetites. She told me it all began a few years ago after her divorce, but that's another story.I was now thinking about what she said about (and kinky). What the hell else could there be that was kinky beside i****t, but I first wanted to delve into the i****t part. She told me she didn't want to hide, from me, what she and the k**s did sexually and was hoping that I would be open to.