I am rubbing her tits right there in front of him. As I was rubbing her tits under the shirt I let the shirt move higher and higher, my little finger ...is helping the shirt along. I am watching him and those unblinking eyes. I decided to go for it and let the shirt go on up. Rub rub wiggle wiggle, kiss kiss. J is gone on her own sex trip now, I have both hands on her tits, but the shirt is a little in the way. As I continue to get the shirt higher above her tits, I glance over and move my eyes to. I learned whygirdles where made from different materials, combined together in orderto stretch at certain points and to hold firmly at others. I alsolearned how the different types of bras performed their functions inshaping, lifting and molding a woman's breasts to inhance herappearance. Whenever Aunt Karen went clothes shopping, I made sure Iwas invited to go along with her. I acted boyishly embarrassed in thedress and lingerie departments, but in reality, I loved being wheremost "men had. Shame! They stopped dancing and came and sat down on the sofa, Jackie in the middle of us. We had another drink (Jackie at this stage was on rum and coke so was well oiled). I got her up to dance and whispered that I was sure Tim would love a bit of a show - she just laughed and asked why he would want to see a frumpy woman’s bum? I said he'd like to see everything, not just her bum, and with that she stopped dancing, turned towards him, undid the shoulder straps and let her dress fall to the. Then my Adonis surprised the hell out of me he grabbed the back of my head and pushed it down towards his now rock hard cock and I just obeyed getting on my knees I looked up at him he must have been well over 6 feet and that cock was a monster up close. It’s huge pink head peaking out of that sexy tight foreskin, the veins were bulging and full of blood that you could see become even larger with each hard heavy beat of his heart. I had only sucked a few cocks in my time being a cross dresser.