Once I was there, I couldn’t help wondering if I wouldn’t have been better off staying in London. Still, the dogs were enjoying themselves. I hav... a Siberian Husky called Trotsky and a Retriever called Magic, because he’s black. I don’t usually let Trotsky run free because he’s a bolshie sod and is liable to vanish into the next county, if the mood takes him. However, that morning, with no one else in sight, I’d let him go and he and Magic were thoroughly enjoying the change of scenery.. I couldn't help myself. I picked them up and examined the crotch. It was wet with her fluids. I put it to my nose and I could strongly smell that enticing pussy scent again.Now I could see myself, in the mirror, with my sister's underpants at my face. Did I look like a perverted fucker!Feeling like total shit now, I dropped the panties, turned out the light and went into my room. Man, I was really low! I sat on the edge of my bed for a time and put my face in my hands.That's when I heard her. ’ Stan duly went and looked. His expression was wooden, his body language closed. ‘It’s a nice house. When, exactly, were you going to tell me about this decision?’ His voice was cold. Denise looked anxiously at Anne. This had begun badly. Anne stood her ground. ‘Stan, we hadn’t actually done anything yet. We’re looking –‘ ‘Huh! Just looking! It sounded like you’d decided, to me when I walked in!’ Anne bit a bitter retort back behind her teeth. She had indeed made a decision, but Stan had. We admitted to each other that we were both still virgins. We had both had girlfriends but hadn't yet struck it home. Little did we know, in an hour that would change. Chase and I had just finished the topic of porn and shaved pussy vs. unshaven. and we're both in the agreement that we liked shaved better. All of a sudden my cell vibrated. Lauren had texted me and told me and chase to come across the hall to her room. So thinking that they just wanted to talk we walked in on Lauren and.