How did you get these? She demanded. Don't worry about how I got them. Worry about what would happen if they got into the wrong hands. I put my arm ar...und her and pulled her to me and kissed her again. This time my hands slid down and cupped her ass. As she was still in a mild state of shock. My hand moved around and undid the top buttons on her blouse. Exposing her lace bra. I reached in and felt her breasts. I told her that she should lock the door to the classroom. She walked over and locked. I look feminine.What do I want to look feminine for? I don't like women. I am gay forgoodness sake. But it's quite exciting isn't it? I ask myself as I workout how to hook up the suspender belt in front of me (it's easier thanbehind you).I pull a pair of opaque stockings out of the drawer with a lace trim atthe top. It takes me a few minutes to work out how to adjust mysuspender belt and attach them to my stockings. Here I am talking likea woman! Then I realise as I feel a call of nature. My amazing, strong lover man held on until they were all laid out gasping, and then proceeded to roll down the window we were leaning against, let my head fall out the window slightly, our noises finally escaping the enclosure of our cab and falling without any muffling effects for the first time. He came inside me again and again, throb after throb of warm cum jetting deep into me and causing another round of indistinguishable, happy noises that probably frightened off any mountain lions or. By one thirty that afternoon, we were on our way. We made short work of the shopping; I dropped Bobbie off at the grocery store and went down the street to the hardware store. By the time I bought the supplies and drove back to the grocery store, Bobbie was just coming out. She hopped in the car and we headed out of town. "Where do you want to go?" I asked. "I don't know of any places around here to picnic, so let's just see what we can find." I drove toward the river valley then.