Training up for a real cocka month had passed, i was now with girly undies bought at wallmart or other stores, i liked my hello kitty panty pack of 6 ...he mosti feel so smooth in it as i ride my toy, the pussy access i had cut in a circle shape was letting my toy slide inside me , while i stayed in the nice panty feeling hotnow able to take my 8inch toy so easy and craving it every night , in my dorm room dress like a sissy , jumping on my toyHe orchestrated it meticulouslyI had been caught one. ''Because my fiance' suspects something already and 'this' just started'' I said pointing to him and then to me.''It ain't my fault you wanna walk around in another nigga clothing''.'Knock,Knock'''Who is that'', I said standing up.I walked to the door and opened it, to my suprise it was 'Mr.Big Fella'. I stumbled back. ''What up Marcus'', Tony said while giving him a handshake.''I gotta holla at you about the New Jersey estate''.''I guess that's my que to leave'', I went and grabbed my. ”“What about now?” he confidently countered.“Okay,” I jabbered, under the spell of a boy thirty years my junior. Oddly, I felt intimidated and ridiculous!After we entered the gallery, Pater stomped about with an air of authority. This was in sharp contrast to the boy I had hitherto encountered.“Yeah, I understand why my brother thinks its dope, bro.” Peter then declared with confidence, before resuming, “Its fuckin’ cool.”Next, with his beautiful eyes flickered to and fro, he looked at me and. ” The fury on Ms. Pearce’s face trailed off. Her sharp features furrowed. Her bold nose twitched. Plump lips worked together as she wetted them. The red grew shiny. Color blossomed in her cheeks as she pulled up the panties, leaving a wet smear behind on her chest.I loved this wonderful moment when a woman became dominated by my panties. Like Mrs. Quick, her naughty daughter Chloe, my reverend’s wife and daughter, and others, Ms. Pearce fell under the spell of my pussy juices.Like a drug.