Then she had gone through the anger with the receptionist quoting the rulebook at her but she was relieved when Nurse Louise arrived and put things in...perspective. She was also impressed with her professionalism and genuiness. Her Louise was in good hands.She did not enjoy the drive home. She had to concentrate really hard and felt wobbly throughout. She walked into the house and flopped onto the sofa. She knew there were things to do including cooking herself a meal but she really could not. The scent of her pussy in my nose, the feel of the crocheted fabric on my cock, the images in my mind, the naughtiness of my actions and the sight of both of these garments all had me delirious with lust. Although I wanted to go slow and enjoy it, and I tried to make it last, I couldn't restrain myself and my right hand began furiously pumping my dick. As that familiar sensation filled my balls, I dropped the panties I was holding up to my nose, filling me with Kate's pussy scent with each. If someone had seen us, nobody was saying a word.I struggled to focus on stroking his cock, but it was getting difficult to pay attention. His index finger teased my outer lips, gathering an impressive amount of moisture on the tip, and I thought I would go out of my mind. I even parted my legs, as much as I could, encouraging him to give my aching clit the relief that it needed. He only teased me further, with two fingers now, dragging them back and forth over the curve of my pussy, until I. The ceiling was mirrored, as were the walls. It took a moment to recognize the wardrobe because the wardrobe doors were mirrored as well. The dressing table was long and had several framed photos on it. Jenny walked over to the dressing table to study the photos, and saw that they were almost the same photos as she had always had…but only almost; the differences were very disturbing.In a photo that was a lot like a picture of Jennifer standing next to her older sister, "Michele", she saw that.