I treated myself tomatching panties with the red one then hurried back to the changing roomfrom the cash desk to put one on. Much more comfortable, th...ank you Joan.Fewer stares from passers by too.Reality bit as I stood outside. 'Are you really doing this, Pippa," Imurmured. "Shouldn't you be taking more practical steps?" I had a lifeto lead that emphatically wasn't female. "Live for the moment," I saidto myself. And what could be more practical than buying bras? Whateverhappened I'd need a bra. ‘Don’t be embarrassed’, he told me, ‘it looks like you need a bit of tutoring. I can help, if you’d like?’ I nodded, my pussy was already wet and my nipples hard. He chose a film and turned on his huge screen TV, I saw a woman sucking happily on one guy’s cock while another man fucked her from behind.Paul sat next to me on the sofa as I watched and slipped his hand up my skirt. ‘I bet your boyfriend would love to fuck you after seeing this he told me as he slipped his hand into my panties and. .”She turns her back to us, showing us the tramp-stamp tattoo at the base of her spine, spreading along the top of her panties, and unhooks her bra – letting it fall forward off her shoulders, showing off her smooth back.“And it turned into my fantasy ... And I really wanted to be a part of the show – but I never thought I’d be accepted ... And now here you are...”She reaches down and takes hold of her panties, looking over her shoulder with a teasing little playful smile, and then sliding them. I used my index finger and started to rub the crease here panties. The more I rubbed the wetter they got. She whipped my cock out stroking it biting the bottom lip of here plump juicy lips. I worked my fingers around here panties she was so wet. I gidded my finger up here fatt pussy and leaned in for a kiss. I could hear her breathing heavy with each stroke of my finger. It was so tight i could feel here thrubing. I was breathing heavy too with each sensual stroke of my cock. She would stroke.