She was slamming her crotch into mine with no regards to her own comfort. All she wanted was to feel that itch between her legs finally get scratched...As the last of my sperm oozed out into her womb, her muscle tension finally got the better of her and she settled into a rapid rate of breathing in her non-moving final release. She was spent, so tired, exhausted was more like it but she felt an enormous since of pleasure coming from her orgasm. She exhaled greatly, almost a loud sigh and then. "Denny come up here so I can whisper in your ear." I movedslowly up to her head. She rarely let me do that anymore. She put her lipsright up to my ear. The feel of her breath on my ear almost made me cum. Icould feel my cock was almost ready to explode. "Denny, if you are a good boylike this for the rest of the week, I may let you masturbate on Saturday." Saturday! I thought. This was Wednesday, and I had not cum in 3 weeks. Iwas so disappointed. I felt so dejected, but I had to remain composed. Listening to someone talk through the speaker about ‘how to strap yourself in’ and ‘Why you should always keep your arms and legs in at all times’ I realized that I had heard that voice from somewhere very recently but I couldn't’t put my finger on who it was. Still listening to the voice ramble on she says ‘especially the girl sitting in seat number 6, wouldn't’t want her hanging would we’. Thinking nothing of it and trying to find out what person was sitting in number 6 I took the time to. I have sniffed a lot of my friends panties, but I had been wanting to compare my scent with another established panty seller for quite a while. I talked with this sexy 20 year old several times, and we were both very turned on by the idea of comparing her young scent to the smells of this self proclaimed MILF. I made sure to get mine nice and creamy, and very well scented just like I do for my customers. The thought of what we were doing turned me on so much that they were some of the most.