I love the feel against my parts, the silky rubbing my tiny clit and butt. The most amazing feeling was the cotton bridge going on my crutch. Years we...t by and I hit pre teen age years. We used to visit relatives and friends. All those places normally had one bathroom or two, and they were golden mines. My first stolen panties were a little later when I discovered the scense of the PUSSY. While visiting friends of the fam, I ventured myself to the upstairs bathroom, since the one down stairs. Thanks for showing me what it is all about,” in my mostsincere tone.They chuckled together. “We haven’t shown it all to youyet, my dear.” I could see the delight in their eyes. “What do you mean?” I asked.“Tomorrow, lover, tomorrow. It is getting late tonightand we all could use some sleep,” Debra explained. “Nowlet’s go up and go to bed. Together, of course.”“Of course,” I replied although how she thought any ofus. Then, I used my key, walked in the front door and stopped to listen.They were using the downstairs recreation room. This would be easy, there were no windows and there was only one way out of that room, through this upstairs door. I went into the master bedroom, retrieved my Springfield XDM .40 S&W pistol with the 16 round magazine and two extra loaded magazines. The .40 caliber pistol makes a very very loud noise when fired indoors. It also is a lethal weapon and will destroy any flesh that. Two BJs later, I stepped outside then put my skirt and top on. “Bloody students. No shame these days.” I heard an old man say as he and an old woman walked passed as I did so.I walked back the way that I’d come and found a landmark that I recognised. It turned out that I wasn’t that far from my flat and I walked home with ‘that man from the train’s’ cum slowly creeping down my inner thighs and feeling cold as the breeze lapped around my bare legs and pussy.I showered then ate, thinking how good.