“I keep them and hide them for a while and when Rachel won’t have sex with me, I usually smell a pair of the panties while I masturbate. Then afte... a while I throw them away.” Sylvia found herself beginning to get aroused. She pulled her skirt up high on her legs, exposing her powder blue panties. Fred’s eyes immediately went to her crotch as she spoke. “Would you like to smell my panties, Fred?” His hand dropped to his crotch and he nervously licked his lips, never leaving his gaze at her. Stacy quickly closed the door behind him, hopeful that no one else saw them both enter the same changing stall.She saw the old Richard emerge in his eyes as she kissed him. She felt Richard’s large hands unclasp the bikini top she was wearing and throw it to the ground like an unwanted candy wrapper. His hands instantly found her breasts and squeezed them. Richard was being very rough in his handling of her breasts but Stacy figured she could bear the pain. This pain was nothing compared to how. It's blackness filled each orifice as much as it could, before turning rigid, and hard. Liquid pleasure oozed from Maria as the symbiote would not relent:"Stop! I-...Nyahh!" Maria screamed after her first orgasm: "Yes! Oh god! Yes! More! Harder!" She succumbed to the drowning pleasure. The symbiote ravished her, feeding off Maria's sexual desires, which grew by the second. Her loins moistened and pulsated in desire, and her ass was reformed, moulded into two tight firm cheeks.The living latex. Not this year though. I want to proudly introduce you to my family then get out as quick as I can." Warm homecoming, right?" Exactly! How's the leg?" I'll live." He heard her light melodious laugh of hers.She pulled to a stop at the main entrance. Got out and guided her husband out to his feet. He didn't have his boots on so she helped him across the gravel and onto the porch. Navigating the three steps was difficult in his white socks. She rang the door."If it's my mother, be prepared for a.