I am 45 years old and working for a software firm in Bangalore.The sessions with Raman and Shilpa continued.I went to the bathroom to clean up my cock... When I came back I saw Shilpa and Raman were lying side by side. She went to sleep facing her husband. I slept next to her with my cock buried in her ass crack and my right hand was on her waist. As I was tired I went to sleep immediately as soon as my head hit the pillow. Maybe an hour later, I opened my eyes due to the warm body of Shilpa next. I had, however, been taking a pair of Mels used panties from the laundry hamper in the bathroom and got into the habit of smelling the crotch as I was jerking off. My cock got so hard from the smell. One Saturday I my sister had been out all afternoon practicing barrel riding on her horse. She came in and took a shower afterwards. As soon as she was done and left the bathroom I grabbed her latest pair of really soiled panties. I couldnt wait until I would get a chance to use them later. . . she stopped trusting me, so the relationship stopped working. Is that simple enough?”“Wha—no way, that’s not fair,” Kelly protested. “That’s like, only half of an answer, a tenth of an answer. You have to tell us the why to actually answer her question; why’d she stop trusting you?”“Why wouldn’t she trust you?” Stephanie asked as well, wearing an expression of disbelief and confusion.“Because I’m a guy,” Brian sighed, shaking his head.“Okay, spill,” Kelly demanded.“I’ve been kind of mulling. It was time to get ready for bed. He liked to stand in front of themirror as he removed his clothes, admiring his shapely feminine body.He would then put on a nightgown or one of his sexy lingerie sets,along with stockings and high heels and return to the living room fora nightcap. As he sipped his drink he would slowly begin to stimulatehimself. As the pressure in his groin increased, he would slip acondom over his throbbing cock to hold his juices. When he couldstand it no longer, he would.