Now, my penis was lyinginside the panties, with my balls on either side. "Isn't that better?" Yeah, actually it is." I looked again. The panties looke... kind of nice. Now that my cock andballs were lying down closer to my butt, the panties fit better. I couldfeel the material as it rubbed against the head of my cock. It felt good.The satin was smooth against my balls. I had always shaved my balls, sothere was no friction between any hairs and the smoothness of thepanties."Hold on one second!". It almost caused a sob of sorrow to escape from her - the life she was forced to lead.Doris had to change the situation or she was libel to go insane with the heat between her legs, the pulsating passion of her lonely heart and the knowledge that there was no outlet for the eroticism that she knew existed within her soul. "When is your girlfriend going to arrive honey?" Again the goblet of wine came up to her lips, her eyes staring down at her son. She had to breath deeply else she feared the. But it all fell apart so quickly, it’s been so long since I have been able to see his cock, let alone touch it. The closest I got to feeling his cock was one night when out of the blue, before going to sleep and under the blankets, I could see him whip out his cock and jerking it off like there was no tomorrow.I was on the bed right beside him getting ready to sleep. Although the bed sheets covered it, I could feel the craziness in him. He soon turned to me and without speaking a word, started. Except one thing. Keith.Keith now virtually lives with Charlotte- and, I suppose, me- only goingback up north when he's studying. Whenever he's around I am the thirdwheel, and I've come to accept that, I really have- I do have otherfriends, after all. It's just- me and him have become closer as wellover the last eight months (though it is hard not to be close to someoneyou once deep-throated). Whenever Keith and Charlotte argue (which ismore often than you might think), I often find myself.