The smell was faint but unmistakable - laundry detergent and a hint of her musk. The smell intensified when he moved the fabric so that his nose was p...essed into the spot where her ass would have been.He undid the buckle of his belt and dropped his pants and boxer briefs around his ankles, then and there in the laundry room, took his stiffening prick into his left hand, and began to jerk himself off. He took the fabric from his face and, seeing the white streak of dried discharge he stuck out. Oh, fuck that’s good.”The girl didn’t move. She and Jay were staring at each other and I decided to carry on regardless. If the girl wanted to stay and watch, she was welcome to. “I should be going,” she said backing up slightly, “and leave you two…to it.”But she didn’t move, she was watching my cock, then looking at Jay who had looked at her and winked, before looking back at my cock.“You can stay, if you want to,” Jay said between heavy breaths and held out her hand to the girl while keeping. .............it was almost like being in heaven, or so I thought at the time. The last couple, were Burt and Betty Silversen. We met them at a swinger party about 10 years ago and things seem so well between us that we decided to invite them over. We got a real surprise when our invitation was accepted and once we got together we had a wonderful time, but we only met with them five or six times. Betty was diagnosed with breast cancer and passed away only five months after the diagnosis. It. I was impressed. I grew up rich, but not as rich as he. As he was uncorking a bottle, he spoke to his driver, ‘Hey, Sammy, how about giving me and the mourning daughter some alone time?’ The driver gave a blank stare in the rearview and said, ‘My name is, Todd.’ With that, the window slid up, tinting his view to us. ‘Here,’ Jack said and handed me a glass of bubbling liquid that looked a lot to me, like ginger ale. I sipped it and was sort of disappointed it didn’t taste like ginger ale. ‘So,.