It just needed to be coaxed out from behind the resentment. Almost all at once the gathered mourners began to migrate towards the cemetery parking lot... Karen's parents were hosting a reception back at their house. Marcy, like most of the out-of-towners, had been given a ride to the funeral from their motel by locals. Karen's next door neighbors had driven Marcy and Ella to the funeral. It was understood that they would likewise ferry the girls to the reception afterwards. Marcy met up with. He invited me to his place to meet and then go on a picnic for two. I was so excited; it had been a while since I had a picnic with someone. It took me about an hour's worth of a drive to get to his home in the pouring rain. Since it was raining I figured we had to change our plans to some sort of indoor activity. I was not sure what he had planned, but I really didn’t care that much since I really wanted to spend anytime I could with him. As I was walking up to the front door I was getting a. John Thomas doesn't stand to attention for just any old female." Mr. John Thomas? I thought we were talking about you." She did look confused."It's just a name for my ... um ... manhood."She laughed. "You call him Mr. John Thomas?" It's a traditional name," I said, with as much dignity as I could muster."Well, I think I want to meet Mr. John Thomas," she said.I admit I was a little fired up by now, so I didn't resist. I just skinned out of my shorts and let her see it.Gone was her little game. Her panties were soiled with her juices and had some pussy hair on them.I started smelling them and started masturbating.They had a nice erotic smell and I began tasting them.Suddenly the toilet door opened and my maasi was standing there in front of me.My heart gave a skip,her dirty panties and bra in my hand near my face and I realized that by mistake I left the bathroom door open.She was stunned to see me in that position.I immediately said sorry maasi but she was coming towards me and I was.