He smiled at an aural memory. The sulfurous stench of room temperature eggs tickled his nose. Shaking his head, he added them to the reheating queue.S...e’s not mine, but she’s not his, either. Not exclusively. Not anymore.The microwave beeped. He exchanged the eggs for a steaming cup of caffeinated velocity.Does that mean she’s ours? What if one of us doesn’t want to share? Or what if she doesn’t want to be shared? What then?He took a sip, physically satisfied but existentially troubled. The. Oscar nodded his agreement and pulled out his cell phone to tell Oliver that he would be delayed by a day in returning to the College.When William hung up the phone, Oscar said, “Thanks. I really appreciate this. I love them both so much. I just can’t leave them without making sure that they are taken care of.”The next evening, Oscar stepped through security at the airport and spotted Oliver waiting for him. He had expected to find one of the regular drivers waiting for him. Walking over to the. 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 both 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 loved it when you got me to make you come on my panties, Tony, the sight of your come between my legs and on the front of them was a huge turn on for me."Without a moment's hesitation, I took hold of Sally's hands and asked, "Would you like to do it again?"Trembling visibly, she sighed, "How about when I come home from school?'' then, almost whispering, she added, "You'd like playing with me while I'm wearing my school uniform and maroon cotton gym knickers, wouldn't you." Yes, God, yes,".