"Christopher awoke that day, refreshed, and still wearing the panties he had donned the day before. He showered, shaved, and brushed his teeth, thinki...g about the day ahead. As he dried himself, he considered his dilemma.If he had to wear women's underwear, why shouldn't he wear nice underwear?Feeling more than a little silly, he scrutinized the lacy, feminine underthings that had replaced his stiff, masculine, and now-unwearable underwear. He settled on the pair of silky, peach-colored. John took his fingers and gently pinched her nipple with his fingers. “Oh god, yes” Tristen said. “It’s been too long” she said since I’ve had some fun. “Me too, I haven’t had any fun since Laura and I broke up.”John leaned down and kissed Tristen on the lips and then pulled back. “Is that okay” he asked her. “Yes, don’t worry, I tell you if somethings not okay” she silenced his worries. He leaned down to kiss her again but with more passion and he continued to pleasure her chest. . One hand slides between my cheeks and over my bud, continuing down into my soaked hole. You slide 2 fingers in and out of me in time with your tongue, knowing you are causing excruciating pleasure. Your other hand dips into my honey pot and slides back up my crack to play with my bud. I let out a low throaty moan, “please.. oh god yes please…”. You stroke it and play, just teasing me with the tip of your finger. I can feel it starting low in my belly, and my toes start to curl. “Don’t. Tony silently prayed that he would not go to prison.The truck did the impossible. It stopped a few feet from the dummy. A dust cloud blocked the boy's view of the dummy and of the truck. And there was silence.The boys could not see the truck but they could see each other. Steve made motions suggesting that he thought running from the area was a good idea.Tony answered in a very low volume voice, "Stay put. There is no harm done. The truck did not wreck, and the driver will never find us."After.