I shepherd you into my office and lock the door behind us. I ask to see your wet panties. You retrieve them from a plastic grocery bag and hand them t... me. I bring them up to my face and inhale your scent. Should I call it a scent? Or an aroma? Or is it a bouquet? It is intoxicating whatever I call it, and then I run my tongue along the dampness and taste you for the first time. Second-hand taste, but satisfying, just like standing next to a smoker when you desperately need a puff on a. I will wait until we're married and then change my name and address at the same time. After we're married, we can add me to those things. Until then, I'm with you all the time. Let me see your phone."I handed it to her. She gave it a quick look, turning it on and off. She said, "It is an older model of what I had. Perhaps I can get my old phone from my father. I don't want to pay for one if we don't have to. I do want a new number." I nodded. I understood but I really didn't want to be beholden. But I will start this second installment by explaining further why even the very fact that she would wear something like that was curious in itself.For the five or so years we have lived together, Kayla has literally only ever worn "boy boxers". However, ever since the Ann Summers episode, there has been more and more occasions where I've found skimpier attire: thongs, g-strings, frenchies, you name it. And the state's I've been finding them in have been questionable at best.So why the sudden. It was obvious what he wanted me to do. Slowly I moved through the watertoward him. I opened my mouth as I got near him and he pointed his cockthrough my waiting lips. I closed my mouth around his cock head and tastedhis sweet young cock for the first time. He moaned quietly as I lightlylicked his piss-slit and slid my lips further down his shaft.I couldn't believe that this young stud was letting me suck his cock. Icouldn't believe I was actually willing to go through with it but the.