”“He doesn’t know what to say or do now that I’mpregnant and he’s not the father. But he knows if hehad not been fucking...other women, I probably would nothave been fucked by another man or men.“Now tell me the truth.” She said to me, looking meright in the eye.“Were you the only man to fuck me that night. I justhave a feeling you were. You said that I was naked inone of the bedroom, my legs spread wide and my pussywet, so you thought I had been. In point of fact, their tailor was well known in the clothier district and they were custom fitted to each customer. The primary problem was that Sir Henry had lost all interest in mundane requirements for food and drink and mostly consumed only tea and unsweetened crackers. His gaunt body moved with slow determination wherever he directed it and his speech was limited both in quantity and volume as if the effort to form a word was far too distracting for his innermost thoughts.Honey was upset. .you should. You reach to your side and take his stiff, burningpenis into your girlish hand. Now it's his turn to moan. You feel itslength, gasping at its size and strength and at the magnitude of hisheavy, hairy, cum-laden balls. Kissing.Stroking.So much pleasure.So wonderful to be a pantyboy.So happy with The Panty Life.Then, the sweet inevitable.Stirrings. First mild. Then insistent. That glorious feeling in yourtummy. The little death. Then spurt upon spurt of thick, sissy creamleaping from. ” She smiled on my naughty comment and pushed me to the bath room. I took bath and came out with a towel around my waist.She smiled looking at my bare body and said, “Should open it now?” I said, “Why not?” And I myself opened the towel. She laughed at my action and said, “Not now, lets go for food. I am hungry.” I said, “Ok, but do not ware inners.” She was shocked to hear what I said, but she was naughty enough to smile and say, “OK.” We went out and I was intentionally touching her ass.