Both our wife's were out for lunch Richard was laying on the bed with the laptop open I walked in not realising at first he was wanking his very hard ...ock while looking at porn.He was very embarrassed that I had caught him wanking his quite large cock. It was then that I noticed that he was wanking with a pair of panties.I told him not to be embarrassed and confessed to him that I also like to wank with panties.I asked him if he sniffs and licks them as well he just nodded.I told him I love to. Alistair, my late husband, was a psychologist .he’d developed a very successful private practice. We lived in a charming Devon country home by the river Fen near Fenley in the early eighties, a beautiful unspoilt typically English village situated just three miles away from our home. Ben, my gardener and odd job man, kept everything in top notch. He knew exactly how I liked the flora. His work was impressive and, like the woman I am – giving credit where it is due – I complimented him – perhaps. The words faded as the cameraman zoomed the shot out, showing everyone standing upon the steps of City Hall, and not just the detective. He saw her in an instant, her dark hair gleaming in the sun, picking out dark gold highlights to tease him. "Kaylee?" he breathed, his fingers slipping off of Michelle's nipple, his hands grabbing the back of her chair and holding on tight.She was beautiful, even more so than he remembered or that showed in any of the pictures he had of her. He could only see. Jezebel nodded.“Johnny, you and Jezebel make a cute couple. See you at the party,” London started, then whispered in Jezebel’s ear: “I heard what happened in the changing room. We don’t play that shit. You know the origins of the name Jezebel? Now I know why guys like you so much.”London sashayed away, as Jezebel glared at her.That weekend was the party. Jezebel knew Destiny was going to be there. She felt bad thinking about her when she had a boyfriend. She kept it not too formal as far as.