They were bikini style, low cut and of a material that enabled one to see right through them. Her cunt hair, pressed against the sheer fabric, was cle...rly visible. They were pulled tight in the crotch, so that the narrow band nestled between her fleshy pussy lips.Her thighs were smooth and rounded. The cheeks of her shapely ass rested on the backs of her heels. She squirmed restlessly.Her young brother was bare from the waist up. He was wearing his pajama bottoms, the front of the thin material. “I’ve only just mastered the art of ‘selfies,’” he confessed as he handed me the picture. It showed him naked, legs astride and sporting a lovely erection – a good seven inches, I guessed. Uncut and hooded. He was wearing black fishnets and suspenders.I handed it back. “Mmmm, very nice. Do you like to wear lingerie for sessions?”“Love it. They’re wifey’s actually – though she has no idea that I borrow them.” He glanced down at my crotch and gave a rueful smile. “Getting nice and hard, I see.” I. I’ve had the two of them together in my living room dozens of times. Make that ‘hundreds’. That Deena and Haley are friends is a happy development.This time, it’s different, though. They both stand for greetings. Deena gets a hug and a daddy kiss. Haley gets a hug and ... Wow! Not quite a ‘take me to bed and screw me silly’ kiss, but a definite change from the innocent little kisses I used to get from her in Deena’s proximity.Deena squealed. “Now that’s the kind of kiss I expected you to give. . 27 I believe. I was extremely depressed living in a shitty part of Kentucky. I was roofing and full of testosterone and emotions. I was an alcoholic wreck and needed to move, feel better, or something.I ran off in search of myself in more ways than one. I found an interest in Shemales shortly after I went down south to Tennessee.Long story shortened, I will finally meet and fuck an attractive transgender "Anna"I was drinking beer and standing around my hotel door in Lawrenceburg, TN one late.