*****Tim knew that even at dusk he would have a hard time losing himself inthe crowd with his appearance. His boss tried to follow at a measureddist...nce but it was not enough for him to ease his nerves. His costumenow felt like an enforced restriction where before he felt open andsecure. Eyes were upon him wherever he went at the fair but he hadfigured that at least at the concert there would be competition forattention. He doubted Anne was having the same trouble.He had to stop at the. ‘That’s it.’ As Romeo stopped pumping into my mouth he said, ‘Okay, Angel, I want you to kiss Jo. Yeah, that’s it.’ He continued to jack his cock into our faces, while Jo and I kissed deeply. ‘Okay, now, suck her titty. Fuck yeah. Fuck yeah!’ Romeo screamed as I leaned over to Jo and lifted her shirt. I pulled down her bra and flicked her nipple with my tongue, taking it all the way into my mouth. Jo arched into me, which excited Romeo even more. He began to pump his cock harder. “Oh, yeah. And panties are one of the most intimate items a woman owns. To have a woman's panties is like having a little piece of her."These guys want a keepsake. They want to carry your scent with them. This is not surprising because our sense of smell is a powerful sexual tool. Scientists say it's the pheromones in our sweat glands that inspire these reactions. The romantic panty thieves only want the panties that belong to the single woman they lust after. It's that one woman that makes the panties. So, we looked around and spotted a nice shade tree and laid out our towels on the nice grass beneath the tree. As my wife was laying out her stuff, I excused myself and went back to the office where I scheduled my wife for a one-hour massage. She had never had a massage up to that point in her life (many since), and she had mentioned in the office earlier that a massage sounded nice. So, her appointment was for about an hour later, and I returned to where the wife was now laying. I told her.