..'Then the tears resumed.I put my arm round her and told her to come into my flat and tell me what's wrong. I sat her down on my couch and gave her a...large brandy. I then sat beside her and waited for the tears to subside.Over the next couple of hours I learned her name was Jane, she was 28 (I'd thought about 33-35 but fortunately didn't tell her) and had just found out her partner, Steve, had been seeing another woman for the past six months. Steve and Jane had been living together for over. I then started to rub myself through the nylon material while sniffing the front and gusset of her panties this made me rock hard, it was a fantastic smell, when I was hard as hard as I could possibly get, I pulled the tights down to my thighs and really went for it, I knew I didn't have long so couldn't take my time, I continued to have deep sniffs of katys panties and built up a good head of steam, I wanted to carry on sniffing her pussy smell as I came so I pulled the tights back up a little. She realizes that a complete stranger has given her an orgasm and that somebody’s hands are impregnated with her goo. I suggest she kiss every man’s hand to find out who her admirer was, but she doesn’t think that is a good idea. At my insistence she agrees to give him a better chance to see her. She walks across the room toward the bar and then drops her purse. A zillion things fall out and Patsy bends slowly, from the waist and keeping her knees straight. She must stay bent over for a count. " Then she kissed him again. "Are we going to have to get up today?" Want to, no," he replied with a grin on his face. "Unless you consider the condition of my bladder. I'm afraid that's a 'have to.'" A quick visit to the can doesn't count as getting up in my book," she laughed. "But I suppose Habitat for Humanity might wonder about your motor home rocking all day."Only then did Roger pay any attention to the steady drumming of rain on the roof of the RV. It wasn't as bad as during the storm.