One of the girls, Susan, put forward the idea that the boys should dress up as girls. At first the thought made me cold. I’d be ridiculed but as som... of the bigger guys all agreed, they cajoled me and begged me to join in. They said with my figure and hair, I’d be the most convincing “girl” and Susan and the girls all rallied round with a white blouse, short grey pleated skirt, thigh high grey stocking type socks and a pair of white panties.Susan and her friend Janet waited outside the gym. But, I think my luck was running out. I saw 2 other teachers standing there watching me and they both had huge grins on their faces. I think I am now in more trouble, since I will probably end up naked in their classes too.I made it to the class and when I went in, I was put on a mattress again. My whore jar was placed next to me and I started getting more cocks. But while I was being fucked, some girls sat on my face. I could hear the coins going into the jar, but had no idea who put them. Man, she was damn hot. She was really adorable and had this angelic face with bewitching eyes and eyelashes that drifted like daisy petals. This hot lady was really thin and had juicy lips. I felt like sucking them then and there. Her silky and flowing hair was made into a bun and her neck was coyly curved.She was wearing a white shirt and a gray long skirt. So to say, she was in formals. Maybe coming back from the office. She was busty, had full breasts that can be said to be unmeasurable and. He stroked his cock a couple of times while imagining various scenarios that involved him wearing the panties. And he did – he used to wear these stolen panties to work, and that gave him such a rush. He would present his projects in meetings wearing those silky undergarments from his wife’s friends. No one knew that him, a successful businessman, was wearing stolen panties and that deep down he was a pantyboy, a sissy who wanted to be dominated. Sometimes he thought he wanted to be caught, to.