When she’d finished panting and moaning she lifted Margaret up by her arms smiling, she got off the desk and switched positions with her pushing Mar...aret against the desk, as the two women kissed passionately Donna was feeling her nipples again, then it was Margaret’s turn, Donna lifted up her skirt and rubbed the front of her knickers.“God I’m so wet” Margaret said as Donna rubbed the entrance of her love tunnel, as Margaret sat on the edge of the desk Donna crouched down and parted her. ” She calmly said. She then took her tongue and circled my head until I thought that I would erupt right there in her face. I gave her a warning that it had been a long time and I might be premature with my orgasm if she kept on like that. She stop and then began to suck the head. Then she took in more. A loud sucking of air rushed between my shaft and her ruby red lips as suction almost broke. She began draw the entire length of my rod in and out slowly. Not that I have the biggest tonsil. You can't do believable consent if you look like you've been crying." I want to know where it goes from here." What?" You told me a few minutes ago that I wasn't asking the 'big questions'." Why would you trust me? I'm probably just screwing with you. I enjoy that kind of thing." I don't trust you, but ... I need to know. What do you want from me?" It's about consent." What?"Not yet."I don't believe you. How could any of this have to do with consent? You're fucking ruining my life."The crying. Even so, I did do it one morning. After waking early, I dressed in my a bra, panties and thigh highs while my wife still in bed. I grew tired and decided to crawl back in bed wearing my girlie stuff. Again, it was exciting. I snoozed about thirty minutes, waking up I found my wife to be still sound asleep. The sun was coming up but I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom and family room in just my bra, panties and thigh highs. It was thrilling and risky.As I said, I frequently wear panties.