It had been a long time since a man had called her beautiful, and she blushed, a pretty shade of pink. Soon she was standing there, in her white lacy...bra, and lacy thong pantie. He reached around her, and undid the hooks to her bra. He slid the straps down her arms, and soon her breasts were freed from the lacy confines. He leaned down, and placed a kiss on each fleshy orb. "Magnificent." He whispered softly. He knelt before her, his hands on her hips, fingers edging in to the elastic. I have always had a thing about used panties and sniff any that I can get hold of including Debbies but sadly there’s hardly any stains or smell in hers these days.I picked them up and opened them to look at the gusset and it was stained heavily with a white discharge. I couldn’t believe my luck and raised them to my nose to inhale a quite strong aroma of cunt and dried piss while masturbating my very rapidly hardening cock. I inhaled deeply then pushed the tip of my tongue against the. "I'm going to wank you off. But it's better to get the all over treatment." And she was right. I lay down on the towel and Vanessa straddled my back and began rubbing the cream into my shoulders. I could feel her wet, wide-open pussy slurping around my lower spine. When she had done my buttocks and my legs she slapped me on the arse and told me to turn over. As she straddled my front I ran my eyes over her glistening nakedness and she rubbed her oily hands over my chest. Waves of sensual. It seemed such a shame to waste such a wanton desire with myself only. Not that I don’t absolutely love pleasuring myself, but I was longing for something more. Every morning it is the first thought that comes to my mind usually happening after I feel the bedspread brush against my erect nipples titillating my full breasts, or I feel the rush of blood on my full pussy and then my clit stands erect just ready to be stroked until I reach nirvana. This is when I always give in to the temptation,.