How I got into shit eating. While at college, in my late teens, I regularly visited a middle-aged (late 40’s I think) lady friend of the family to help in her garden and do odd jobs. She was not married, worked as a solicitor and was a amateur horsewomen of some repute. I was still living at home with parents at the time, but my secretive cross-dressing activities were well advanced as were my frequent cottageing escapades. During my visits, I would often use visits to her bathroom / toilet as a excuse for searching through her washing basket for dirty panties. When I located a suitable pair 続きを読む