Even if the drier was still running, I would open it up and look inside, particularly if I knew the owner of the clothes was a cute girl. Finally, I d...d it: I removed and stole a woman’s panties. Back in my dorm room, I would look at them, play with them, and even wear them and masturbate even more. I loved the feel of the nylon lace, and I kind of liked feeling feminine. It was a scary sensation. I wasn’t interested in men, so I wasn’t “gay”, but I sure liked fantasizing as a woman. Not being. What's up?"Mom spoke first. "Danny told us you were threatening to disrupt his wedding--is this true?"I looked sheepishly between them, "I was just trying to talk some sense into him. You know this isn't going to work. He should have married Jennifer, not dumped her for Kathy." Jennifer was his last girlfriend.Dad spoke up, "I know you think that, son, but he still has to live his own life. We can counsel him, and try to protect him, but the final decision is his own." Dad held up a legal. It will give me a chance to size the guy up and see if he is worthy of you. If he runs, he isn't, if he stays and listens, he just might be." Wish I had done that with Jack, he would have run faster than a cheetah."We were both soaked by the time I helped her into the truck and got in myself. The directions to Mika's place were fairly simple, I just hadn't had occasion to be in the area she lived in. These condos had sprung up quite a number of years ago to supply the needs of the expanding. Never the less it was enough to make my ole stand to a full attention. I proceeded to apply mom's luscious smelling soap to my body knowing full well that she would have run it all over hers. I made sure my pole got to know the soap intimately. I put the found pube to my nose with one hand and yanked at the mammoth hard on with the other.Within minutes I was ready to cum. As I looked around my surroundings a sudden realisation set in. I was in my mom's bathroom. Everyone knows that cum doesn't.