Otherwise, I'd be in a lot of trouble." She quickly replied, "Me, too." It only took a moment for the impact of what she said to sink in! Taking a dee... breath, I asked her if she'd like to meet someplace nice for coffee and conversation. My heart nearly jumped out of my chest when she said, without hesitation, "Yes, I'd like that."We agreed to meet at a nearby Starbucks later that evening. As I sat nervously on the veranda at Starbucks, I felt just like a teenager on a first date. I watched for. He had to find a pair, somehow, and quickly.You see, Rob had a little fetish. He just had to have a fairly 'fresh' pair of women's used panties about once a week or so. He just relished the pure female aroma they exuded. After about a week, they lost their scent,and their allure. If he only had a regular girlfriend, he might be able to have a regular 'supply'. But noooo! As soon as his little 'habit' was discovered, they tossed him out in disgust. Women just couldn't understand the. This guy was nothing she had experienced before, no man had ever managed to fuck her to a point where she was completely without will. He could do anything to her at this point and she had no willpower to resist. His breathing started to get raspy, the movement faster and faster, his cock growing inside her, filling her up like a pumped up balloon. She felt like through a haze that was stronger than anything d**g induced she had ever tried that her orgasm was nearing when out of nowhere a pain. He is still a lonely man. That's part of why he spoils their little girl so much. Her name is Heather. She gets nearly all his attention."The 3 girls jumped in and quickly set the table, and called everyone in. The were seated and the huge bowl of goulash, and the platter of cornbread were passed around. They all laughed, talked, and ate. Carol noted that Hank had lost HIS clothes, too. Misti hadn't been introduced, yet, so that was taken care of. Hank, smiling, had requested, "Somebody shoot.