That's the one thing you do that does disturb us; your insecurity with our relationship. Are you looking for a guarantee that we will love you forever... If so that's a problem. You know as well as we do that there are no guarantees with love. Vicky, Kim and I have talked about it and we're all concerned with you getting so damned depressed every time you think you've done something to displease us. Accept the fact that we all love you, want to be with you, want to make love with you, are willing. Mom and aunt were helping dad with the camera ,whose gonna shoot the scene with me and uncleIn the scene, myself ring the outdoor bell of the house and enter in while uncle welcomes me and asks me about myself and other general questions like for a casting and then he told to remove my dress one by one with a foreplay with myself to turn myself and him.I did what he said ,by caressing my nipples over my t.Shirt and caressing my cock over my pant and slowly removed my t.Shirt and caressed my. I don’t know why but I bent down to kiss her on the lips and even though she didn’t respond but didn’t turn away too. I started sliding my finger in and out of her wet pussy now. and she opened her eyes and looked at me,,I asked does it feel good..she just managed a week yes…I slowly increased the fingering speed and then bent down again to kiss her an this time she responded equally biting my lips off…and grabbing my shoulders with both her hands….After about ten minutes I felt her reaching. ”Oh my God! You’re k**ding me!” Marcy blurted out. “My Jefferson is a panty sniffer too! He always wants me to keep my undies on when we fool around just to see if they can get soaked. He loves that!””Well....??” Peg wanted Marcy to go on. “Do you really soak your panties?” Marcy blushed while taking another sip of coffee. She innocently nodded her head, admitting that she has squirting orgasms almost every day. “I think I go through three or four panties a day!”Peg just laughed at the sexpot’s.