As Istood there wearing some of my wife's clothes it started to occur to methat the song was actually about the singer's boyfriend crossdressingwhich ...as what I was presently doing. It should have set off alarmbells. I didn't realise that it was Elizabeth's way of telling me whereshe was leading meThe following day I found that I had no clean underwear in my drawer."Elizabeth have you washed any of my underwear?" No, sorry borrow some of mine."I looked in her drawer and concluded that her. I could feel my panties getting drenched. He began sucking at the panties taking up the juices flowing out of me. once done he came back to the clit and tickled them with his tongue. I love that part, the sense of the fabric rubbing on my clit or nipples.But the pleasure when you d that with the clit is too much that I pushed him away and took off my panties and spread my legs before him. For the next 20- 25 minutes or so I didn’t see his face. His face was all over my pussy. He took a look at. I was worried how she would react and I was shiveringAfter few minutes she came to me and told me to wait after class. I was a bit afraid because she caught me staring at her. After class she said me to sit on the sofa in other room and wait. She started to feed her child and the asked to come near her and gave me a peace of cake to eat. As I was about to eat she told me to keep it in my mouth not to eat I did son.She then kissed me on my lips suddenly and said to go home. I was on cloud nine. It was hot to see her do that. I was leaking, and she must be leaking like a tap inside her bedsheet.I started to stroke my penis harder, wondering how wet she would be inside that bedsheet. I told her I wanted to touch her. She replied, “Shut up, Ram.” I again told her I wanted to eat you. Shut up was all she said again. I pulled her leg out of her bedsheet and kept it on my lap.I made her fingers brush my cock while I was stroking it. That feeling was surreal, her feet against my slippery wet.