It didn’t take long before every time I would go into someone’s bathroom I would always look and search in their hamper for any woman or girls Pan...ies to smell. I can’t help myself, even to this day I still do it. Probably around the age of 12 or 13 if I was lucky enough to find a pair of freshly worn ones in a hamper, I would bring them up to my nose and sit on the commode and jack off. I was always careful to place them back in the hamper, so no one would know that I was doing it. I did not. Just a few weeks after I received my orders, I went to a Change of Command ceremony at the Naval Aviation Museum. Looking at the rows of chairs in perfect alignment in front of the podium, I got a real shock. In the third row was LT Fuckhead. The bastard was with a mousy little woman who looked about eight months pregnant. Well, I already knew he wasn’t shooting blanks since he had knocked MaryAnn up. Seeing him caused my stomach to knot up, but in a flash of insight I knew for certain that he. Just a minute, says the girl in the tights, you would do that. No problem, I said, As long as its in the city. The girl in tights gives me a sexy look, then looks back at her friend who is glaring at her, Thanks, but I guess Im going to go home. But really, thanks for offering anyway. Thats fine, my name is Courtney, here is my cell number, in case you change your mind. I handed the hot brunette a card and she took it. The girl in cut offs crossed her arms and was glaring at me now. I smiled at. ..fuck me like a man, oh my fucking god...jesus fucking mary, fuck me like a man, hard, fuck fuck." what would you do if a slutty woman asked you do to do that. i began to fuck her, i pressed her legs back into her shoulders and i began to pump my fat cock head in and out of her. i do fifty stomach crunches and fifty push ups to warm up. pump i can, i can fuck like a machine. i don't worry about cumming to early, fuck, i can cum all fucking night. other than her occasional moan or.