I couldn't help but grin at what waited for me.Her rust-colored lips were pressed up against the gag she wore in her mouth. Her deep brown eyes looked...up at me with a mixture of fear and sheer excitement from the bench she was strapped to. Her legs were tied so that they were spread wide open. There was a vibrator strapped to her thigh, the tip pressed tightly against her clit. Judging by the amount of wetness oozing from her perfect pink pussy, she had been forced to cum several times. I told her it was ok and she shouldn't be embarrassed, everyone needs a little relief. She was wearing a long tee-shirt and all I could think about was if she was wearing panties and if her cunt was still wet with her cum. She said I can't believe you heard me masterbating, it's so embarrassing. She said I'm glad I heard you so I didn't keep going. She was so sexy sitting there I could feel my dick starting to get hard again. Before I could say anything else she asked me if I was upset. I told. And for some reason, when she smelled really nice, I seem to always go to bed early.”Dee smiled, and hugged me. “Charlie. Yes, your dad told me about that. On our first date I wore Charlie, and he cried! My heart broke for him, and that night I threw it away and never wore it again. Pete, scents can have a huge impact on us, if you realize it or not. I bet if you think, you can remember something about every girl you have been with along those lines.”I thought. “With Kim, it was grass. Not that. "And I'll be home, and it's summertime and I don't need to go anywhere that I can't go with you when you get off work or with Mom or Dad." You need a car so you can run the errands to keep your household going."I won that discussion. Wasn't always the case.The happy part? That would be living with Ronni. Finding that the 'happy' wasn't just something she managed in front of me on the rare times we spent together, but that she was, like I thought before, even-tempered and always happy.Our front.