One thing led to another and I eventually walked her to her hotel room, she invited me inside and we had sex. I assured ‘Goddess’ that it meant no...hing to me but that I was just so horny after weeks, even months without release. As I finished the story, Goddess pressed on.“No others” She questioned. “No Goddess” I promised. “But you do masturbate” She countered, “Right boi?”“Yes” I confessed “Yes I do.”“And as you pump that cock” She continued, “what do you fantasize?” “Well….” I hesitated. Instead she slowly pushed more force, building up the pressure until I could not hold it in place any longer.And the stack tumbled down, crashing onto the hardwood floor. I was terrified of this happening and it happened. The dramatic effect that was built up caused this to seem like an avalanche. And I was genuinely upset- devistated almost, that I had let it fall and I disappointed or upset her. At this point she quickly stood up, disgusted, and yelled that I was worthless and pathetic, and. I checked my sack at the end of the bed with a little kick to find it was empty, I don’t know perhaps I dozed off for a while and missed him, I thought it was worth checking. Any way 3:00am had passed and my eyes started to shut. Then I heard the squeak of my door handle, I shut my eyes tight a prayed “Please let it be him”. As my bedroom door opened I felt the cold air from outside brush against my face gently, I froze, My whole body went stiff and I started to breath heavily. “Calm down” I. Every once in awhile, i would do the same for my mom’s and s****rs panties when i visited…which i wish i took advantage of when I was living with both of them when we all lived under one roof. Anyhow…those few incidents…i can were the begining of my panty fetish…which later on just had collections of panties from my friends girlfriends…i can say everyone of my friends gf i have tasted their pussy through their panties. actually lived with a friend who happens to live with his gf and along with.