They unfortunately could not hear the commotion."What I want to know is what Jergens Noblofeld is planning." What are you talking about?" Really? Well...I have some proof that you have some of your DNA on some critical evidence. If you don't give up this info on Jergens consider yourself put in jail for the full extent of the man's crime." What do you mean? You don't have evidence on me. Bull." Oh really?" Yes. How do you know that you have my DNA. You have no proof from me really." The last. He stunk. The room stunk. She headed to the bathroom.Michael spied the hamper in the corner of the room and as he opened it, saw her panties bunched among some laundry. He grabbed them and smelled them. So sweet. He held them to his stomach to feel warmth. His cock quickly rose. He lathered his hands with her floral-scented lotion, pulled out his cock and stroked his shaft slowly. He closed his eyes and inhaled her scent from the panties again. He imagined her under him on that bed. He imagined. You’re awesome! And thank you everyone for voting and posting such wonderful comments. They keep us writers going! Enjoy ,) * Jeremy swore at himself again. He couldn’t seem to find his groove, his head swirling with images of Kat instead of focusing on the strike zone. Really he hadn’t felt the same since he’d kissed Kat. He knew she was special before but now it was like she was under his skin. He couldn’t get the taste of her out of his mouth and it had him distracted, making him constantly. It presses against me awkwardly but I know what it is and so don’t mind. His kisses continue as I bring my hands down to unbuckle his belt, pulling it free from the rivets. We part. ‘I’ve wanted you since our…since my first visit here’ he declares, I ignore the corrected reference to his wife. I tell him I’ve wanted him too as his hands unbutton my jacket and blouse. My hands drop to his pants with a jingle of my golden bracelets and I forcibly unbutton and unzip them. He pulls open my loosened.