Sissy first time blacked
I had been at a family event in Gloucestershire and was driving back home on a Saturday evening at about nine thirty. As usual I was wearing panties and hold ups under my male attire, but as soon as I could, I pulled into a quiet lay by on the A40, removed my jeans and shirt, and pulled on my lovely black dress with a pretty little lace panel across the top. It was dark now, and I was happy to be driving, dressed in my sissy clothes. I knew there was little chance of anyone seeing me anyway, as...