I needed to smell the real thing. I wanted used panties. Lucky for me, they kept their dirty panties in the hamper in their bathrooms. So a lot of the...times, I would just rummage through their dirty laundry to find some used panties of theirs. I would then have one pair up to my nose, sniffing their pussy juices while I used their bras and other panties to jerk off with. I would shoot my loads of cum in their crotch areas of their panties and put them back in the dirty pile. A part of me always. I can’t see my panties, as I’m still covered with the blanket, but I know there’s a spreading wet spot on the front. Over my panties, I rub slowly up and down and have to bite my tongue to keep from moaning softly. Eagerly, I gather the front of my panties and pull them up so the fabric disappears between my swollen lips. I can feel the pressure and it feels magnificent. I let go of my panties and allow them to rest there in between my pussy lips for a moment. I lift my hips up off the bed. Honestly I don't know how long I can last." "Don't come," I pleaded, starting to rock my hips, eager to fuck him. "I want to get to feel you for a while." "You like my cock?" he asked with a wicked smirk. "Oh yes..." I moaned, humping faster. "I've wanted it for so long." "Little sisters aren't supposed to want their big brother’s cock," he teased. "Big brothers aren't supposed to be so hot," was my reply. "Is that why you want me?” "That and your huge cock," I smiled. He groaned and. My name’s Jill. Sandy is welcome here. What can I get’cha this morning?”“Sandy likes blueberry pancakes,” Alan says, looking up at Jill with a hopeful look. When the woman nods, he continues. “I’ll take a coffee and an omelet.”They don’t have any more trouble. They eat, and Sandy doesn’t make a mess. She actually eats rather sophistically for a dog. As they are finishing up, Alan looks at his animal lover and asks, “Do you think we’ve eaten enough to go have a little hike?”Sandy whines, rather.