The cotton panties were so comfortable, I wish I could wear them everyday. Once my get up was complete I could feel my heart racing. The feeling of sh...ame and excitement was the same as the first day I decided to violate my mother's privacy and defiled her bra and panties. Unlike the first day, my cock remained shriveled and tiny, maybe throughout my years of masturbating in female clothes had finally transformed me into a true sissy. I decided not to watch any porn to get hard, today I shall. Especially when he saw her staring at her slim, tanned wrist and the beautiful bracelet that now adorned it and the deeply satisfied expression that crossed her face. He swallowed his asparagus and smiled. {How can a bracelet and candy make it all better? Shit. Goddamn her.} Maybe it was harsh of him to feel that way, but he was getting tired of her using the miscarriage it against him, to get what she wanted. It was his child, too…or did she forget that? William looked over the rim of his wine. I turned and made way for my garage, which was detached from the rest of the house. Pulling him behind me, we headed towards the back where we could not be seen. “Umm… what are we doing?” he asked nervously. “Stuff,” I said, pushing him against the wall. I pushed myself against him pressing my lips to his. I reached up placing my hand around the back of his head. His lips and mine now squishing and smacking into one another. My tongue rolled over his, our saliva mixing together in our. " She lifted up her oversized hoody and exposed her cock "is this what you want?" I was trembling, no alcohol in my system to calm my nerves I blurted out yes. She said "good, get up and take off your clothes" as I stripped her eyes scanning over my toned body I could tell she liked what she saw. She grabbed my hand and pulled me to my knees infront of her "now, suck my dick"Adrenaline was coursing through my body as I lowered my head to her cock, semi hard but growing. I grabbed it and began.