I have thrown out all my boxershorts as I prefer tight knickers which keep my shrunken cock and ballstightly in place and have a more feminine look. I...have found that thePlaytex elastic knickers which are almost like a panty girdle work bestand I have dozens of pairs in different colours. One of the biggestchanges in my life is actually quite minor. I no longer feel confidentpeeing in a men's urinal. First of all, the last thing I want is forsomeone to glance over and see me holding a tiny. The first two were more pictures of himself from the night before. The second picture had a caption, "When do I get pictures of you?" I quickly ignored that as best I could, but again my new curious mind started thinking of pictures I could take for him. Two of the other three texts he sent were just saying 'Hello' and asking how my day was going. The third text was a question. "So I suspect you are going to not respond to me anymore now, Boo?" So he was still interested in me! I didn't respond. As she comes back out the door, blushing and carring a jug and glass mason jar, setting them on the table,with one hand she unbuttons a button, exposing her large breast, as shes pours a glass and ensures my full view of her cleavage passing me the glass. Figeting in my seat she takes a slow lingering look and murmuring what a great body you have, she repeats yum yum, as she stops and glairs at my crotch hoping to see my penis stir in the tight jeans. Taking the glass from her hand I take a. He wanted complete control and I was fine with that. Once he got enough of that he stopped got up and told me to turn over so I did, and got up on my knees but he pulled my legs out from under me and pushed my back until I was flat on my stomach he straddled me again and slid his dick back in from the back. He was actually sitting on top of me but his dick was inside of me until he slid out. He started fumbling around tryna get back in (or so I thought) until his head tapped the entrance to my.