"It's like this," he says in that Minnesota drawl that tells you, quite clearly, that this is not a story that's about to be rushed. "Some people have...a cross outside their church; other folks have a star, or a statue, or some other symbol of their faith. Well, us folks in Lake Wannacum only worship one thing. From sun-up to sun-down, from the time that we're old enough to know about it to the time that we're lucky if we ain't forgot it, we worship the penis." Then, perhaps to illustrate his. I stared down at her and saw her long hair was mussed and her face was flushed. I bent down to kiss her and as she wrapped her arms around my neck I caught the strong scent of cum on her breath. She didn't kiss me right away but slipped her head sideways andwhispered in my ear," remember your fantasy? Well I have managed to make it come true for you." Do you recall when I told you about my uncle and the things he used to do to me when I was living with my aunt and him?" "How he used to squeeze. His name is Joseph. He is tan, tall, handsome, and muscular. I always get a little wet just thinking about him. About a week ago, I saw his eyes fixed on my ass. Although most women would be so offended or slap a guy for doing that...I liked it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Today, I dressed like a tease but professional at the same time. I wore a tight, high waist, black skirt that stopped just above my knees. I wore a pink lace bra underneath my black cropped, buttoned, blazer. With. Then I thought of the best way out of this awkward scenario. I tossed the panties to him and said can you blame me?He said he had seen them earlier and admitted to me that he had sniffed them too. We took them to the couch and passed the pipe and her soiled undies back and forth until I noticed he was getting hard in his pants smelling the place my wife's wet pussy was earlier.I had become so turned on at this point I told him to take another "hoot from her panties". As he covered his face with.