Trembling, you hurry to the door, but not sure if you should enter or not, you stand at the door for awhile, before mustering the courage to turn the ...nob and walk in. During your hesitation, you have decided to enter loudly, so they will know you are there and nobody will be startled by your sudden appearance.As the door opens you look toward the kitchen and your wife is on her knees with one hand wrapped around each cock - or as much as she can get around them, as the men are very thick!. Another photo in the article showed all of his collection, all of which were stolen - WOW - all those spunk soaked gussets. He was one avid collector.Slowly wanking a now hardening cock the article took me back to my late teens and the first time I saw a guy in undies.I was a solitary lad and took to going out alone at night, sometimes stopping off for a quick pint but mostly just walking and having the odd fag. I frequented a large municipal park where there was an area of over grown flower. Then she got off me and helped me up. She brought me to her bedroom and I sat on the bed. She stood right in front of me and slowly took her shirt, of course we had seen each other naked before, but of course this time was so much sexier. As she had her shirt off I took a look at her boobs with her bra still on and my panties got really wet very quickly. She knew I liked what I saw, so she took off her skirt as well. I looked down at her panties and they were wet as too. “Holy shit Carrie you. Lady’s Bane will also feel my fury if he embarrasses us this day!”“My name, you stupid twit, actually means Pestilence of Women, according to men who actually speak Gnathar,” a voice cracking with adolescence said scathingly. Samantia looked over Ceilia’s shoulder and gasped, love and shock warring on her beautiful face. Sharn was dressed in what almost looked like a cavalryman’s uniform, accept there were no insignia or silver buttons or buckles that accentuated the dashing dress uniform of.