.." No, not yet!" I begged. But it was too late. He blew his load all over my stocking covered leg. "Lick it up, bitch!", I demanded "And don't miss a...drop!" Once Eric finished, I positioned my head under his hips and began to suck him back to life. I made loud slurping noises and did not hold back any enthusiasm. My goal was to suck the life out of him for a third blow, so that when he fucked me, he would last a while. He started fucking my throat and his cock seemed unusually larger now. I. As he placed the box on his bed the memories of those forgotten days came rushing back to him. He didn't recall how old he was when he first had the desire to wear such sexy undies or what brought it on, he only remembered how strong the desire was. He did recall the great pains he took to assemble and then hide this modest collection as he wouldn't steal from his mother or sister.It was while his family was out for the evening that he was first afforded the opportunity to don these silky. She gave this sigh… aaahhh … hhhm …I came back to her boobs and started sucking them. Meanwhile, my hand entered her panty and reached out to the glory hole, her pussy. It was wet as hell. I started rubbing it with my fingers while I was sucking her boobs. Now she was full on heat. She put her hand inside my underwear and started stroking my dick.I understood her need and got on top of her. She unzipped me and my 6.5 inch dick came out standing as rod. She immediately took it in hands and put. . what's his name?" she asked, seriously searching my eyes. Her breath splashed onto my lips, feeling warm."K." K.?" You can call him Mister K," I said, feeling the pulse at the tips of her fingers, matching my own. Her eyes lowered to my lips and then back to return my gaze, making me wonder what she was thinking. Was she going to kiss me?"Mister K., my name is Shirley. I'm the one shaking your... hand." Shirley, that's not my hand but it's very nice to meet you." Mister K., would you like to.