We didn't waste any time getting naked and putting each other's panties on (I wore his sister's and he wore Rachel's) and laying back in my (our) bed ...nd sniffing their dirty panties (me his siter's and he Rachels) casually rubbing each other's cocks through our panties. It didn't take long as the panties I was smelling had a HUGE sk** mark in them from his sister's big ass and the pair I had given to Anthony was equally as raunchy as they were Rachels work out panties (she still wore the same. Or anyone for that matter. I walked to my front door, ready to conquer the day and not have a stitch of fabric touching my private parts between my legs. Out the front door, I whipped around to lock it, turned toward my car and then IT HIT ME. THIS NICE COOL MORNING BREEZE, it went right up my skirt and enveloped my pussy like I have never felt before. I began to immediately tingle down there. I felt as if each blade of grass, the trees, the bushes, even the cars driving by had eyes and they. "You!" Yes, me," Lucasus agreed. "What is it, my dear Zelliastra." Dargh!" Earon shouted. "Not you too. This cursed name. Why do I alwayshear this cursed name? I even hear prayers for hear. And look at me! Whycan't I wear anything besides a chainmail bikini anymore? Everything Iwear falls apart and I find myself always naked or in a chainmail bikini.Why? Just why? Year by year I look more like a woman. I am a man, yet whyam I growing breasts?" Zelliastra, my dear," Lucasus interrupted her. "All. She had to steady herself and willed the gasp to muted silence as her eyes feasted on the writhing bodies. She couldn't see them clearly they were just visible through the door that had been left carelessly ajar. Her pupils widened to accept the degradation flooding into them, flooding in sympathy with the urine streaming from the standing girl onto the orgy of women beneath her. Maldea instantly recognized the pissing woman, but then again how could she ever forget her.Maldea's lips opened and.