Her emerald irises, almost entirely taken over my her deep black pupils. I tugged her panties aside and allowed my fingers to trace along the folds of...her pussy, parting them just enough to uncover her swelling clit - her whole body reacting as the cool air hit it. My middle finger eased between her pussylips, just to the first knuckle. Dipping slowly in and out. Then deeper, to run across the soft pad inside just behind her clit. Her breathing was short and sharp. She bit on her lower lip to. The way she said this made me excited and I lowered my hands, raised her skirt, and started squeezing her ass.R: aaahh…..Now I touched her pussy from over her panty and started rubbing it. I could feel it getting wetter and wetter. Also, the intensity with which she was kissing me also increased and now she was not just kissing me, but eating me. Her breathing had become very fast. Slowly I inserted my hands in panty and touched her pussy. This made her jump in excitement and she started biting. Just me.So I said “I’d probably feel inadequate and embarrassed.” He knows I like cock comparisons, so I said “I’d probably pull my own out and see how little it looked next to yours.”“It’s a pathetic little cock” he told me, then asked “Are you hard?”I said yes I was. Admittedly I was playing with my cock. He said “Show me.”So I slipped my pants down and took a photo in the same way he did. My hand was wrapped around it and the tip barely popped out the top of my grasp.He sent a “hahahaha”. Before he married his wife June, the year before, he had to confesshis little 'hobby' to her. Ever since he was a young child he'd beenfascinated by the feel of women's clothes, first his mother's, then hissister's and both of them were happy to help him play dress up. Hewasn't tall and had a skinny build so actually looked quite girly and hadgone out with them when dressed up several times and then they called him'Fiona'. Once he'd gone to university he purchased his own things butdumped.