I’m really not sure if it was entirely the smell or if it may have been the way they felt in my hands, all I knew was it felt good. I went into the ...edroom and crawled into bed and the thought of the Panties kept going thru my mind. That was the first time that I can remember reaching down and touching my cock. I think it actually got a little bit hard, all I knew was that it felt so good at the time. They night started a life long Fetish with Women’s Panties. Not just the smell of them , but. We were not drinking much we were there for the women no contest. It so happened that Bills ex was a dancer and she was working so they kept going off to talk and at about eleven he announced he was taking her back to the hotel for some ex sex we all clapped and cheered.About half an hour later Jason picked up a women who was there with a lesbian bachelor party and thought it would be fun to take the straight girls to a strip club so Jason turned on his most charming self and talked her back. Maybe the blanket fell down,but I was so tired to take the blanket..Then I felt chill air blowing on my body.The saree had parted away and my bare breasts were exposed to the chillness,still I was numb enough not to cover myself.Then I felt something touch my breasts,then I could as if it was kissing my nipples.I sheepily tried to brush it off,but I hit on something hard.I lost my sleep in a moment and opened my eyes.I saw the old man on top of me sucking at my nipples.He had already parted off. I felt the familiar stirring deep within my body as I started to lose myself.As I played with my breasts,I squirrted on the bed,making the bedspred wrinkle.I closed my eyes again and pictured his hand on me.My hands rounded up to my nipples,still hard from the attention I gave them earlier;I began to roll my nipples between my fingers as I massaged my large breasts.My body was covered in tingles I wanted to cum for him so badly.I smiled softly as I slid my hand over to the little vibrator my.