Lauren slapped his hand away. "I'm divorcing you and I'm taking Jon with me. I should've never listened to you when we first caught them together. I s...ould've known this was your motive all along." Please don't leave, Mommy." Tiffany suddenly leapt up from the floor, grabbing onto the front of Lauren's blazer. "Don't leave me with him. He tortures me." You deserve it. I hope you two are happy together. When we're gone, you can fuck each other to your heart's content." Mommy, no. You have to. I suggested getting something light to eat like chips and so when it was time K went and brought some more drinks the same and a sharing nachos with pulled pork. We chatted and ate 'n drank. Once we had finished K asked if we should go. So we got our stuff and we both went to the toilet. I finished my cider and took a tablet. We met at the doors and then walked and kissed our way back to the bus station where there was a bus about to leave so we jumped on that and sat near the back holding. Collapsing next to me to recover, Tracey finally said, “I’ve never done anything like that before, not even with a boy.”“Neither have I, are you sure because you sure as hell were good at it.”“So were you Dani.”“I guess that both of us are naturally good at it.”We both lay there looking at the other’s pussy for ages before I finally got up and told Tracey that I had to get ready to go shopping with Ethan. Tracey got up and after a quick peck on each other’s lips she left telling me to have a. As I grew up my own sexuality was a mystery to me as sex was not discussed ever at home.I had from a very young age enjoyed slipping into various items of my mother’s from time to time whenever an opportunity arose, but as for why I enjoyed wearing lady things that was the mystery and why they aroused me too. Why did I get a stiffy as they say from bra, panty, slip, stockings, high heels, lipstick powder and paint and eventually without trying a creamy liquid emanated from the hole in the end.