I was hopelessly in love with her. Her underwear became my obsession. I loved to examine, caress and yes smell her underwear most of all and started t... brush against her every chance I got. I constantly spied on her and loved to see her in her bra and underpants. I also started jacking off in my hand but I still preferred to grind a pillow or a pole or the arm of the sofa. I always used a towel or washcloth to catch the sperm. I always made believe I was making love to her. I started a routine. From her suitcase she gets out three large plastic bags andspreads the contents onto the bed. As usual I am already in my nappiesand pink plastic panties, and she tells me to take off my little dressand petticoats. She then places a training bra on me that is all pink andwhite and lace and it is so so lovely. I feel her clip the bra fastbehind my back and then use her gentle hands to smooth the shoulderstraps into place.Next a very full white lace petticoat with what looked like at least adozen. She has Nancy lay on my back facing upward. She takes a series of pictures then has Nancy turn over and spoon against me. Alice tells us to take a break while she goes and gets another memory card. Nancy runs her hand up my thigh and across my balls as she straightens up. I stand up and she comes into my arms. Her lips meet mine. She takes my hand and moves it between her legs. ‘Feel me. I’m so wet. I don’t know when I’ve ever been so turned on.’ She is wet, incredibly so. It almost leaks out. Imagine ordering me to to crawl over to the lounge chair in my hotel room as you make yourself comfortable. Picture me, a masculine and fit rising business professional in my day to day life but in this moment - your possession - as I take my position on my knees between your legs and begging hungrily to taste your cock. You angle your dick towards me, place your hand behind my head and guide it down until finally the head passes my awaiting lips and my warm silly tongue gets to experience the.