When I managed to drag my prune-textured body out of the water, I was still as bewildered as before.I needed to talk to someone, or more likely, at so...eone. I briefly considered my children, but discounted them for totally different reasons; my youngest, Mark, was away at university, and if on the remote chance of catching him in a position to talk, he wouldn't see anything to concern me, let alone him. Part of me agreed with that, which would make it harder to convince him; after all, I still. To keep it within me forever. When I got an idea. I brought Cal’s underwear down to my dick, I almost suffer from withdrawal, it was just so addicting. I wrapped his underwear around my hard penis and wiped my precum all over his underwear. Wet stains was all over the underwear. I want my scent to be mixed with his.I sniffed it again. This time, it felt way different from before. It had my scent on it and the smell of precum was stimulating. I felt the wet of my precum touched my lips, so I. Dwight knew how much I enjoyed these stories, so I just figured he was trying to make up to me for being such a prick. I mean, if you were in my position, would you have thought anything different?I was pushed onto my side and felt my bustier release as it was untied and unhooked, freeing my breasts. I won’t lie, it felt great and terrifying at the same time. Slowly my costume was erotically removed once piece at a time until I was naked except for my shoes and stockings. Then I was moved until. I dug my fingers into the front of my crack, carefully inserting my fingertips in between my two, long, thin, flared-out inner pussy lips. And I pulled the crack of my pussy wide-apart, while also pulling upward on my fleshy outer labia at the same time. This automatically caused my whole clitoris to prominently jut out at the very front of my crack. And I could see my dark-red, glistening, totally-exposed, pea-size clit-head peeking out from under its long, narrow hood. While holding my hands.