She had learnt long ago from her Aunt and from dates with boys that she could make most of them excited with her kisses and the occasional fondle but ...she generally prevented any further activity. It seemed that Grace too loved sex and even though she had not yet been penetrated her heavy petting and frequent masturbation made holding off past her eighteenth birthday practically impossible.After watching Melissa tease all sorts of men over the years Grace knew in theory what to do and had. Jeff didn't answer her. Tears began to fall down his face. All he had wanted to do tonight was try on a dress and be happy for an hour or so. Instead this happy event had grown into some kind of nightmare. His teacher now knew he was a crossdresser; his uncle's girlfriend had hurt him deeply with her words; and now this caring, understanding lady was about to find out the truth about him. He wasn't okay at all. Jeff wanted to end his life...he was sick of living in pain and fear and doubt. He. "You wanna blow another load of cum down my throat don't you?" she whispered.I just nodded to her in response, I was stunned by the brassiness of her actions.That night I caught up with a friend and we just messed around the way we usually did. It took my mind off my sisters hot tits and lips for a while.The next morning I intended to get up for Kara's shower again but slept through my alarm. So I went to have my shower at the normal time and stripped down to nothing while waiting to see if. I smile, liking the way they look. I move my hand lower, past my flat stomach tracing my fingers along the top of my dark green lace garter belt. I unfasten it and slide the stockings down over my long legs. I imagine someone is watching me and I like the thought of that. I think about the man who brought me here, wondering if he would like looking at me. I reach up and pull the clasp out of my hair, letting it fall down around my shoulders. I study myself, looking like I always look. There is.