Every once in awhile; i would do the same for my mom's and sisters panties when i visited...which i wish i took advantage of when I was living with bo...h of them when we all lived under one roof. Anyhow...those few incidents...i can were the begining of my panty fetish...which later on just had collections of panties from my friends girlfriends...i can say everyone of my friends gf i have tasted their pussy through their panties. actually lived with a friend who happens to live with his gf and. I wanted to make sure the new design would work before I made any more and once we did know it was right I wanted a final drawing so making more wouldn't be a hassle. After cleaning up the machines and locking up the shop we drove to the Pizza Palace and joined Greg and Cindy for lunch.On the way back to Beth's we stopped at a hardware store to pick up the nuts and bolts we needed to tie everything together. Once we had all the parts the assembly was pretty easy and it worked! Now to get it. Rene smiled. “Blake,” she whispered, “it’s morning.” But his breathy snore droned on. “Blake,” she said a little louder. “Wake up.” She twisted a hand between them to touch his face, patting him a bit on the cheek. When he still didn’t awake, Rene puckered her lips and leaned close to him. She kept her hand tucked around his jaw and very softly, blew on his face. To her delight, he distorted his features and wrinkled his nose. Finally coming to consciousness, he opened his eyes and smiled. I don't know how, but both Chris and I both ended up under our little sisters being pummeled with tiny fists as their wrist jewelry jingled back and forth with every contact to one of us. In my case, the punching stopped and we looked over at Chris who was still getting smashed. “Don't look at them look at me!” Stephanie said as she grabbed his head forcing him to look at her then went back to slapping and hitting him.” “Ok ok you win just stop hitting me!” Chris gave in, trying to protect his.