They’re things that brought them closer together and created a bond ... Ours was blow jobs. More appropriately, it was her giving me blow jobs. But ...t wasn’t just that, it was all manner of sexual education, making me a better lover for the various women in my life. And it worked for us, it definitely brought us closer together and it was something we liked doing, or at least we did.Mom came out to the sofa one night, where I was sleeping while visiting at my aunt’s house. She woke me, told me. This made me so crazy inside and my panty fetish didn’t allow me to ignore them. I quickly looked inside to make sure she wasn’t coming then quickly grabbed the pants with her panties rolled inside of them and looked for the crotch to get a sniff of her pussy. I managed to find the crotch and as I got ready to smell them, I heard her coming back in to the garage so I quickly put them down and acted like I was pouring laundry detergent into the washer. I didn’t know what else to do as my. " It's that big sausage you tote around all the time. It's between your legs. Nice and meaty on the outside, nice and creamy that comes out of that tiny little slit you have."Chris chuckled. "Is that all you think about on the floor?" Some of my esteemed colleagues on both sides of the aisle bring up some pretty stupid measures. When I sit there buffing my nails listening to such shit, I daydream of us being in the sack together doing these things. Besides, we better get our fucks in while. We’re ... just worried for you, right?”“Don’t be. I can take care of myself.”More comments and objections were forthcoming, but overall, the three of them admitted that the comic was more accurate than not.Though it took me over an hour to do so, I finally fell asleep in one of the lake house bedrooms. Anna and Jubilee slept on either side of me, and, as none of us were in the mood for sex -- smelling burnt human flesh for a few hours is kind of a libido killer -- we simply comforted each.