No matter how I placed it in the body of my pantyhose, even with the panties on top, my erection pressed against the dress, ruining the line. I expected some huge fallout, but this info seemed to please him! xnx I felt good being in his arms, being understood, and i felt my hard-on throb. He got me on all fours on the sofa. He said to come round early on Saturday, & I tied myself up in knots about what to wear. I went up to the biggest bedroom, & as I dressed in the full length mirror in there, I had trouble with my excitement. Uncle Bert asked me one day outright if i was a crossdresser. “I’ve wanted you for so long” he said, his hand gently rubbing my hard-on thru my dress, panties and tights (pantyhose).
