"You like to sniff them and taste them or maybe even wear them, don’t you?" I probed. I approached him, grabbed the back of his head and pressed his...face into the panties. He didn't resist. "Like the smell of them? My girlfriend spent the night with me, and she made me cum several times so you can smell how wet I am and how wet the panties are." Now he reacted. I felt him sniff deeply into my pussy through the gusset of my panties and up and down the slit. I pulled away. "You like that don't. You might think that I took Mercedes along with me against Post Office regulations because she was generous with dishing out a nice blow-job before I could even get out of bed.I assure you that were not my intention at all.I was sort of curious to see what Mercedes would make out of my trio of female companions out in the wilderness. I think that at that point, she was thinking they might be a figment of my fickle imagination or some hallucination that had taken hold of me in my pathetic. Kalpana is new to all these and started moaning aahhhhhhh…hhhh…ashhhishhh…..ooohhhhhh..sssssss…I took the clit in my mouth and started sucking it. Kalpana was now breathing heavily.She continued moaning at the top of her voice aahhhhhhhh…oohhhhhhh…ssssssssss, and squirted her love nectar. I drank her love juice and waited for her to calm down. I got up and and put her hand in my cock above my underwear. She shyly caught my cock and started rubbing it. She removed my underwear and my 8 inch cock. I can not even imagine how frustrating it must have been for him, living all those years with a wife who considered sex as a duty, the price she had to pay for the security of marriage. We had sat down together, me sat cuddled on his knee with his strong hands gently caressing me, and discussed the whole issue of sex with each other. I had told him my limits, no pain, nothing in public that might cause gossip or scandal to either of us, no bodily marking, but that bondage and spankings were not.