"Let's trade places."Watching the rest of this unfold was like torture to Leighann's pussy. She didn't dare touch herself, no matter how much her body...needed it.Instead, she had to stand in silence as Heather got up and tongue swapped with Coach Taylor, making lewd noises as they exchanged orgasmic fluids in their mouths.Then it was Heather's turn to be bottomless when the Coach pulled her leggings down to eat her pussy. It was a jarring sight witnessing Coach Taylor in such a submissive. Gran spoke first the question surprised me I thought it would be this as got to stop instead she asked If I remember the letter my Father wrote asking if I wanted to return home, if the reason I gave for not returning home was the correct reason I said no the real reason I didn’t want to leave you Gran the second concerned collage and my lack of a girl friend again I gave the same reason and no I’m not gay.I could see her smile at this she put her had on mine and drew me towards her we kissed. They weren't dirty but had some pussy juice stains on them which was sweet. I moved around a few of them to see the styles and materials but that was all. I got so turned on I jerked off watching them in the hamper. I didn't smell them or play with them, just looked. Later that day I had to go again but this time it was more. I smelled them all and rubbed my dick with them. I got so turned on I came again in the toilet. The next day I went over again and used her bathroom again. This time I did. “Massssttterrrr, pleeeaaasseeeee fuck your slave, cum in me, please.” I fell on top of Monique’s body, her legs spasmed and closed on my hips as I plunged my cock into her moist hole. I loved the look in her eyes, I could see the pain, but I could see her smoldering lust as I buried my dick deep in her belly. Monique arched her body up to meet me, still holding her ankles in her hands and keeping them spread wide I could feel her hard nipples against my chest as she tried to whisper in.