There I was, standing in the middle of my grandmother's room in front of her giant, ornate mirror, screaming at my reflection. I pulled out my dick an... started yelling at it- spittle (little bits of spit) landing on the shaft "do it! you pussy!" i shouted. I raised the hatched and was about to end my problems when suddenly the ghost of my great-grandfather, Coxton Biggs, appeared in the mirror. "It's not always easy to carry around a five pound dick!" his voice rang out- stopping the hatchet. Back at her apartment she slipped off the light, button up sundress and stood before him in the bikini. He had pulled on some shorts for the short walk but they were light and she was already anticipating that she would feel him firm against her soon. She told herself it was time to stop anticipating and stepped towards him, looking up at his tanned face. ‘You have me’ was all she said. In fact it was the only thing that either of them said for the next hour. It seemed that all her fantasies. But she is and I am loving it. My balls are loaded like a overpower nuclear reactor.He then pulls mom’s saree’s drape down slowly starts to roll her pulling the saree completely off her hips and it falls on the ground. Mom is only in her petticoat and blouse now. Mohsin pulls mom by her hips digging his crotch into mom’s buttock.Mom puts her hand behind and feels Mohsin’s thighs and digs her fingers into them. Mohsin is biting mom’s shoulder and trying to leave a hickey. I can see that mom. They were more like men's boxers, and would be perfect. I remember getting home and putting on 1 pair, and using the other to rub my panty covered cock. mmmmm those orgasms were intense! I forgot to lock my briefcase where I intended to keep my secret from my wife. My wife found them that night and confronted me about them. I told her I bought them for her because I want to rub my cock all over them on her big ass. Crisis averted, panty fetish secret safe, whew.It was not until 14 years later.