“Sorry to hear that, I know you were really into her.” Jahn replied, more curtly than intended. “The relationship ran its course.” “Yeah, go... it…” He’d had a few conversations with Roger about his ex early in that relationship, but it always left a strain on any chat, so he’d dropped it. “So, just a few months back, huh? Quick worker. Who’s the lucky girl?” “Ummm, Jen and Fiona Reed. You wouldn’t know them.” “Geninfiona? That some sort of Germ- Wait, did you say ‘them’?” The surprise in Roger’s. One day the two of them were in the mine, not really digging as much as they had been. A piece of rock fell away from a fault in the face. Perhaps they were both too horny, they looked at the face and saw the fault as a fleshy, stone female pudendum, and the piece of rock on the ground looked, in the dim light, for all the world like a stone phallus. They looked at each other and suddenly found themselves pulling each other’s clothes off. They were dirty, sweat stained and dusty but it didn’t. But not feeling well. Think he sleeps again” “You know what I’m doing right now?” “No, what you doing. Probably something dirty I bet” “Ohh you bet I am, and I’m loving it. Sniffing your used stockings and sucking the juices out of your panties” “Ahh, you like that. You like to take other girls used panties as well and just lick that stained pussy sweat of them” “OH! Yes I do. I sometimes go down to the laundry room and check to see if there are any. But they are mostly washed. Plus not many. Stop. Not now and not here. Dave will wake up and see us," she whispered. If Dave woke it wouldn't be good."He ain't waking up tonight, so don't you worry about him, baby. I've taken care of that."Christy wasn't sure exactly what Reggie meant, but he pulled her onto his lap as if Dave wasn't there.Reggie's fingers moved faster inside Christy's pants and her face contorted from an orgasm. "No, please stop," she quietly mewled, Reggie defiantly pulling down her jeans and panties right in front of.