.then she yell what's happening to me ...then it was like someone threw a bucket of cum in my face it was amazing !!!! She said oh my god!!!!! Another... one !!!!ii keep sucking then it was like a geyser I got on top of here and put my hard dick inside her and just started fucking her hard she couldn't stop screaming the more she screamed the harder I fucked her ....here comes another one she said aaahhhhhhh all over my stomach we were both cover on cum she got on top of me she was ridding me hard. I call her my inner panty goddess or panty slut depending what mood she is in.  She whispers in your ear, remember the real you includes me. Because to be a CrossDresser implies there is a softer feminine side wishing to be expressed. Your love of the feel of lingerie. Walking into the department store and to the “Womens Intimates”Department. Often at the back of the store to hide it from the prying eyes of men. As if, its meant to be seen by men…. And your little voice says to you, go on. He ran his thumb over her lips, dragging it over the fullness of her lower lip, a sense of smug satisfaction filling him as he heard the subtle change in her breathing as it became heavier. From here he moved to her ears, marveling at their softness, then down the sides of her neck. He felt the hollow of her collarbone, imagined what it would be like to run his tongue along the groove it made, and losing his restraint, leaned in and bit lightly at the curve of her neck, his tongue soothing the. Fred replied “Sorry Phillip, we cannot say anything, like Tina, we do not have permission to tell you anything yet. I will say it is good, not bad, news!”Phillip walked away shaking his head.At 10.15am Andrew and Xena knocked on his door. Xena had a tray with three coffee’s. They saw the half cut cake from last night. Xena asked “Whats with the cake Grandfather?” in a smiling I knowing voice.Phillip replied “No one tells me anything. Tina, Helena and Fred told me they do not have permission or.