Yes, my panties would be wet, but hopefully, only those. No one would know. No one but me, at least. Wetting my jeans, however…“Here you go, Miss....��She carefully placed my plate in front of me, hopefully oblivious to my plight or the fact that she broke my concentration. As she turned to go, I closed my eyes and gripped the edge of the table as I wet myself, the last few lines unread. Worse, perhaps, or perhaps not, for it took my mind from the humiliation of pissing my jeans, I felt the last. One day,I happened to run into her in the nearby market. She was struggling with too much bags in her hands and I I decided to help her carry them home.Dressed in a black t shirt and white yoga pants,she looked hot as hell.When we reached her home,she invited me in for some tea. I quickly agreed. She asked me how could I maintain such fitness only by walking,when I told her that I was a regular at gym. Though I went to a gym only 5 minutes from the apartment,I purposely told her about one that. Rozee: Please don’t show that video to mom and dad! I won’t tell them about this. You can keep my panty too.Me: But my dick remains unsatisfied, what about that? (Quid pro quo statement).Rozee (after a dramatic thought process): Fine, but you must delete that video first.Rozee removed her sports bra and pressed her perky boobs against each other. She placed a long pink dildo in front of the webcam and began to stroke, tickle, and fondle it.Rozee: Oh, look at that big cock! It’s getting ready to. I told them to go to bed as i will be waiting for my lovely wife to come home. My wife came home around 6am that day. I fell asleep on the couch. Then suddenly there is a very strong smell like as if we are in the fish market. I saw my beautiful wife, Even after 2 kids, Samantha is still slim and her body still very firm. Still look very young and pretty as if she is 25yo. I wonder where is her dress as she is wearing a huge white shirt. As she walks towards me, i couldn't help but to look at.