Just you.”“Okay,” she said with a satisfied smile. “That makes sense.” In a brighter voice she continued, “So tell me your and Mom’s kin...s. No. Wait. I know yours. It’s panty-philia, isn’t it?” Her mismatched eyes twinkled as she grinned.“You’ve got me.”“What type of panties?”“All types.”“But what are your favorites? Which ones did Mom have that really got ya going?”I laughed. “Your mother had all sorts. But the ones she knew would get to me every time were her vintage fifties-style panties.. She seemed to be surprised I was naked and whispered how warm I was and how smooth my skin was... I rolled onto my back and her hands ran up and down my thigh... she arched to kiss me and found my lips and the arousal she had stirred.My body was buzzing and as we kissed her hands became more and more adventurous... her moans were soft until she found me... I felt her gasp and I groaned u*********sly... she exclaimed out loud "omg! What a package!" Her body slid down the bed ... I drew the. .head to toe...and if there's any stubble..we'll doevery thing again including the enema"You can be sure, I carefully shaved every part of my body I couldreach. His hand slid overme...and for the parts I couldn't reach hescrapped the razor there.Then after makeing me put rubbing alcohol all over me...he said itwas time for me to pump up.I did pushups, squats, situps, leg lifts, stomach crunches and keptdoing it again and again until I was coated with sweat and exhausted.He led me to the bathtub. I played with the foreskin and pushed it back, dipping my tongue in the piss hole as I looked up at him. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open, and I felt his hand reach for my head, directing me to sink my mouth down around it. I had no control, and I didn't mind. His hips moved against the tile and his hand held my head in place as he moved the thick meat up into my throat and back, giving me no option but to relax and let him spear my face. I wrapped my hand around the spheres below.