I pleased my engorged member with a gentle caress by my right hand, while my left held the creamy crotch of my latest panty find to my face... *** My ...anty fetish started when I was sixteen. Of course, I lived at home with my parents and like all boys my age I had an obsession with the new kit between my legs. I remember staying up until the early hours of the morning, engaging in mammoth masturbation sessions. Having my family round meant I often had to tug when I got the chance, bash one out. She was always gagging for it. One of the noisiest I've ever had. Not shouty but always loud moaning and a metal bed that squeaked really loud with every stroke as we fucked. I'd go round and she'd have texted me all day saying she was wearing a red silk thong or black crotchless g string and couldn't wait for me to fuck her doggy style. Considering she'd had two k**s through her, her body was pretty tight. Great arse. It always looked well fuckable in a g string. She loved me in silk boxers. When did you do all this?" I was amazed."It don't matter none, Mom, but you should know that she is really good at it."Chapter 3The man that had been rubbing Jessica's pubes asked her, "What about you, girl. You been fucked yet? How many guys have you sucked, and don't lie." No and none," was her response."And you, Missy?" he asked Erica. She was terrified but gave the same response as her sister.Scary guy, the number three man, took Erica by the hand and put her in a sitting position on the. I barely noticed them. I was still staring at her. She smiled at me knowing where my thoughts were. She uncrossed her legs and the slowly, very slowly, crossed them in the opposite direction. Her legs were pointed straight at me as she did this. I was afforded a momentary view of her naked, still wet, pussy framed between her perfect legs. My cock ached.As I sat in the lounge now, I realized what I was going to do about it all. I pulled out my cell phone. I left a message, “We’re over. I’ll be.