It turns out they sort of used him, but by then it was too late. I fell in love." Isn't Mary taken?" Yes," said Denise sadly."We're all taken, some mo...e than others," Mary informed him. "If Pussycat learns to withdraw her claws, she'll have me and L and a few other women and a man or two willing to satisfy her most alarming lust." It's a harem, Noah." Denise completed."Like in Arabia?" No, honey," explained L. "Only one man so far, but he's no sultan. He's brilliant and commands respect, but. We hung out at the pool hour after hour and drifted from home to home, party to party as teenagers will. It all seemed just so right until the letter arrived from home.Inside the envelope was another envelope. Written on this envelope were Mum's instructions to read the whole letter several times before doing anything. There was also a separate letter for Sylvie's parents.I can see the opening of that inner envelope as if time became frozen - what could have caused such atypical behaviour in my. I was not able to kiss her and I was disappointed with her resistance. But I did not want to give up and so I increased my pressure on her crotch and my cock was drilling on her cunt and she tried to tightly close her thighs. But I locked my legs on her thighs and pressed them so hard that she could not move her legs.All the time she was trying to push me away from her by placing her hands on my chest. Finding this not possible she took her hands from my chest and tried to push my hands by. I was still super horny so I made my way into my mom's room and looked around. The smell in there just smelt different, in the best way possible. I looked around and found her clothing hamper. Some of her stripping gear was there but I didn't really know what it was. I was all very lacey, Then I seen a thong. A red thong that hadn't been washed yet. My mind was racing but I had never been so horny. I sniffed it. To this day I have never smelt anything better than that red thong. My mom's scent.