Another set of stairs took us up one more flight to what must have been an attic or loft at one time. Now, it was a beautiful apartment, completely fu...nished with a large kitchen, an enormous bath and a huge great room or lounge and an equally large bedroom with a gigantic, king-sized bed. When I asked about the price there was a little hedging."We are a couple of retired ladies and need things done for us now and then. If you can help us out once in a while we can let you have it for $250 a. Being a small village, washing line theft was not heard of so I did not want to steal the panties as this would have caused an outrage in the village had it got out.Anyway my thing was to take the panties from the line, find a dark corner and have a nice wank into the gusset. Being a horny young fellow I would more than fill a gusset with my cum. Once finished I would peg the panties back on the line more often than not with the cum dripping out of them. Most women would not retrieve their. Jen was probably asleep by now. He wished he was asleep. He could call her and hope she answered before her parents, but they'd probably be woken up and pissed off at him. He pictured her dad pummeling him for calling so late. That brought a smile to his face anyway.His wild imagination kicked in, and he imagined her stealing her parent's credit card tomorrow morning, cutting school and flying up to see Danny wherever he lived, Washington or Oregon or something. He saw her, seductively removing. The groom made no disguise of the fact that he was enamoured with his new wife's tits and ass as he groped her while he danced her around the room. When they finally went upstairs to their bedroom for their wedding night, I bet she wouldn't even get a chance to get out of her wedding dress before he was fucking her.In my mind I conjured up the vision of Aunt Megan bent over the king-size bed, her wedding dress hiked up to her waist, her tits hanging out of the bodice as my new uncle fucked her.