I needed to sit down and think.“Becky, let’s call it a night,” I suggested. “It is getting a little late and I am tired.”Becky flared up imm...diately and gave her intimidating look as she said, “Are you kidding, Ted? It is only 11 and the night is still young. We can stay another hour or two, at least.”Two hours ago, that would have ended it. Then I was after that carrot on the string, we call pussy. Now I knew how Becky felt and I had no real reason to be overly concerned about her wishes. I. She was always really good about reason and logic...and she told me to sit down in the kitchen and that she wanted to talk.She explained that she loved the fact that i loved her panties and that she was even turned on that i loved the smell of her pussy so much. but she couldnt understand why i had this panty fetish.I told her that when we stopped having intercourse a few years ago i really could;nt get over my love for her pussy. I wanted to respect her wish and her desire to not have. The heat, and arousal of her loins, was so much more intense than she had ever experienced before. Tentatively her tongue lapped against his own, greeting and accepting his tongue. His hands tightened her in the crotch of her panties, twisting and turning them until his grip was firm. A ripping noise filled the cabin. Kirstie was nearly faint with shock. The black stud had literally ripped her knickers off! She looked at his hand, raised before her face. The panties were in shreds. "You won't. I kept doing this and he kept pumping my mouth with huge spurts of cum. I didn't swallow just let it run down my chin, onto my chest and by the time I finished I had cum dripping off of my panties. He gave me a load bigger than anything I had ever seen even more than some edging I had done in the past. He keep his cock thru the hole until I had cleaned it good for him. Then he retreated slowly as he squeeze a little more cum out. He said thanks and slowly got dressed. I sat back on the.