I had tried to be the kind of boy who doesn't need to put on a bra andpanties to relax and feel good about himself. At least this was what Itold mysel... as I put on my bra and panties.I let out a sigh.The way my panties sat so snugly round my hips and held me in place, theway my bra held my chest...It just felt so comfortable.Wearing a bra and panties doesn't make me a girl I told myself as Ireached for my suspender belt and a pair of fishnet stockings. I haveeven seen boys wear fishnets and. It made me smile. ——————————————— I returned to the kitchen after my shower feeling a little disappointed that Max had chosen not to jump me in the shower. I was surprised to find that everything in the kitchen had been tidied just as he said it would be, with the exception of the dirty dishes in the sink. He handed me a plate piled with scrambled eggs, cheese and toast and grabbed one for himself. ‘I only made coffee as you didn’t have any oranges for fresh OJ.’ Max stated apologetically.. The soldiers, much less Ab, never got a chance to look.Later, the soldiers passed around a rumor that the Confederates were surrendering. Even later, a lieutenant with the spyglass said, “I can see the flag over the capitol.” he captain reached for the spyglass, and he handed it to him. Just before dinner, a column of prisoners started marching past. Neither they nor the escorting Union infantry looked like they were in a hurry.“Don’t worry, Johnny,” an officer called out. “The United States. I feel her leg swing over me. Mounting me she takes my penis and directs it towards her pussy. Her pussy swallows it whole in an instant. I let out a tremendous moan. I feel not a hair on her. She truly looks after her appearance top to bottom. Her pussy is heavenly soft. Reminiscing now, it was so warm and tight because both she and I hadn't had traditional sex since the beginning of the Matriarchy. She leans over and holds my face. Her breasts and body smother me as she kisses me. she rocks.