I wasto describe how the panties smelt and tasted and how smelling and lickinga strangers panties made me feel. I did as instructed (the panties smelt...ike women's perfumed deodorant and didn't really taste of much).In response to that essay I got some photos of the woman wearing thepanties I had picked up. There were 5 of them. They showed her pullingthem up into her ass crack, pulling them against her pussy, rubbingherself through the panty material, her leaning forward the pantiespulled down. Mick is still so fuckin hard ---- he takes his cock out of my mouth and whispers in my ear that he is going to do T now ---- OK i say !!!! Not thinking !!!!!! i hear her moan louder into my bum hole --- then the butt plug lands on the bed beside me !!!! Fuck he is doing her bum now !!!!! I shoot of the bed , definately in jealous mode !!!! i see him thrust and she moans loud ---- what the fuck i say to him ??? what he says --- fuckin her bum --- i say !!!! What he says ???? you fuckin her bum i. Firm hands grip my hips, steadying me as I teeter, disoriented by the waves of pleasure echoing through my body. I feel my bed under my butt, and sit. He leans in, and I can taste myself on him as we kiss… I run my hands down his body, reveling in the feel of skin under my hands. I tug at his briefs, and his member jumpsas I brush it. Freeing him from the confines of cotton, I take breath. He is perfect. Long, longer than I have ever personally seen, and shaved. His balls hang low, round and. Probably that's why nobody adopted me back then.I went to live in the Spencer School. It was OK there, I had good friends. Richard was my best friend. We both played baseball.When I met the Mitchells, it was not that simple. First, they come into the office and meet with the social worker, then after the adults talk for a while they bring the k** in. Then if they like you, you go to their house for a weekend for a trial visit. Then if they still want to adopt you you go live with them. Then it.