" Love the racing analogy Martha." I looked down at the matching panties and then looked at Martha as I held up my good left arm. "I... er... don't su...pose that you could... ?" Give you a hand? Oh no Justin--" she smiled sympathetically "--this is part of the therapy." She wiggled her bottom. "Come on Justin you can do it. One handed just means it'll take a little longer." It'll heighten the anticipation," said Lois Mortenson as she crouched down and watched me grip the waistband of her panties. Kya soft lips the yar aunty k majja aagya. Kiss k sath sath maine apna ek hath maxi k andr dala or boobs ko pkd lia aunty b mna nhn kr rhi thi kyuki vo grm ho chuki thi unke niplles b hard ho chuke the ab maine aunty aunty ki maxi utar di aunty k boobs mere samne the ab mai boobs chus rha tha aunty aaaaahhhh aaaahhhhhh kk awaje nikl rhi thi or mujhe pee le dudh mera aaaaahhhhhhh bol rhi thi10 min boobs chusne k bad maine aunty ki panty utari. Unki chut ko mai dekhta hi reh gya. Kya mast. My own Jocelin is nineteen and proud of her abstinence.“Proud she saved herself for you, Futanari.”“Well, I’m proud of her, too,” I said, my futa-dick aching so badly. Four virgins? Oh, what a treat. I didn’t find that many at the convent I visited a month-and-a-half ago.“It is truly her,” the Hispanic man waiting said, not a hint of any Latino accent in his voice. He sounded wholly country, speaking with the same Kansas twang as Brother Gavin instead of any Central American lilt. “Blessed be. She'd always end those letters with: "Gave you a boner didn't I? XXOO " I'd take my change to the commissary and call her as often as I could. I wrote back every now and then but mostly I needed to hear her voice even if only for a few minutes. After basic I had some time home before deployment. Cindy and I slept together in her parents basement. We talked about her going to college. She could get student loans for whatever tuition we couldn't afford, which was most of it. She wanted to become.