All they know is how to sniff them and jerk off in them. If you want a real man, you’ll have to make him do your laundry and teach him how to fold y...ur clothes properly. You should make him do the ironing too. Some house cleaning wouldn’t be a bad idea either. That way he’ll learn who wears the pants and who wears the panties in your house.” I looked back and forth at Tricia and Sandra, dumfounded. Tricia was still giving me an icy stare, whereas Sandra seemed to be pondering Tricia’s words.. "Uhh... Yes... Intact," Sandy's step-father agreed."Indeed, she is, Mr. Neilson, but I wish to state once again for the record that I have grave concerns with regard to your plan of action. I believe it would be far better in the long run if you allow us to deflower your step-daughter in the customary manner. I am afraid that your participation may come back to haunt you later on." Your concerns are duly noted, Mr. North, but I insist," Neilson said stubbornly.Both men turned to face the large,. After pulling her bra aside her mouth opened stuttering out an objection. Confused and dazed I couldn’t understand what was up with her, why in hell did she let me go this far. Slumping against her warm body I felt the blood releasing from my dejected dick back into my body.With my head nuzzled up to her ear, still breathing in small gasps, Betty mumbled about being afraid, afraid of going too far. James made some small talk with her about the unease, how she had excited us, after all we were. Anyway it was about 3 months later when Paul had just left, after another fantastic session of me sucking his cock and him licking me to orgasm that I spotted that he must have dropped his wallet on the floor. Deciding to return it I caught the number 7 bus, travelled towards his house before getting off and walking the couple of streets before standing in his driveway looking at the empty space.Stepping up to his backdoor I tested it and was happily surprised to find that it opened meaning.