From then on I often played around with my mum's smelly panties. Gradually the sensation wore down, a few years later I stopped using her panties enti...ely.It wasn't until I moved away from home I found the zest again.I got myself a small apartment in a big house with lots of tenants, from around age 20, like me, to old age pensioneers.We all shared the same laundry facilities. You had to book by inserting a lock with your flat number into a big board.When first using the laundry I was surprised. .. but she thought she did.Jean smoked ... mother did when she was with Jean ... and Daddy wasn't around.Grace moved to the kitchen and started water for the dishes ... while that was running she moved the washed clothes to the dryer and started a load of clothes in the washer. She put the dishes in to soak and moved around the house, 'straightening up.' It took a lot of straightening ... six kids.All she had for experience was vicariously captured through Jennie ... and Diana, her imagination. "Gail rotated her hips and felt her husband's cock throbbing inside her. "This is making you hot, huh?" Gawd, yes. Stop moving on me, or I'll come."But I don't want to stop, Gail thought. I want to get off, too. "Okay, I'll stop, but you've got to play with my clit if I do." You've got it, baby." His fingers reached."No, wet them in your mouth first. When your fingers are nice and wet hold my clit gently between your thumb and forefinger and jack on it. Play like it's a little cock and jack it. And cum he did, shooting firstly down my throat, before pulling out and finishing off over my face. He used fingers to guide all the cum into my mouth, with me licking his fingers and then his cock clean.It was incredible, but I had not yet cum and still being in my role of bitch and whore I did not want to ask. He handed me a glass "you can cum in there". I knelt in front of him and began to jerk. I came after just a few seconds. The cum just kept flowing, more and more. By the end there.