Other pursuits were more pressing, say girls, sports, music, etc. Crossdressing became almost non-requerdo. Vietnam next deterred me. It wasn't till t...e early 70's when I finally gained employment and my own place, that I started back in crossdressing. I found shoes at thrift shops and garage sales. Lingerie was obtainable via the mail. Life was good, I was thin, let my hair grow, and maintained a low profile amoung friends and realitives. Then I met my 1st wife. she was about my size, height,. A moment later she was aware of the stream of cum drenching them. Her pants wouldn’t be tight, but hopefully the would prevent the cum from leaking down her legs until she would be at home. She dressed and headed home. She hadn’t made it half way home, when she felt the sticky wetness between her thighs and then almost at her knees.She plucked some grass and used that to prevent the worst.When Irene arrived at home, her first way was to the toilet where she cleaned her cunt with paper tissues. Who can that be,.. it can't be him, its to early? Her mind is blank with wonder as she opens the door with no idea who, it could possibly be? She is absolutely shocked as the person at her door is her ex husband! Then she remembers OMG! That she had told him to come by and, do to all of the things that have happened to her today, has completely forgotten!She is even more shocked as he stammers at her incredible and unbelievable beauty,... and asks is Ashley in? Going on to say, I did not. Daisy sits back on top of me, panting as if she has just been for some exercise, so I embrace her.Ms.Colman looks at us with an adored frown, we both smile.“Fuck it” I take Daisy cheek and turn her face to me, a passionate kiss follows, and another, then another.I raise my hands to her tiny, hard nipples, pinch one and roll it between my fingers.Daisy turns around to face me as we continue to kiss, my fingers brush over the plastic diamond heading the butt plug, this makes her breath harder as.