I did as Samantha asked but forgot to wash any of my ownunderwear. I was exhausted.When I woke the next day I found a thong in my drawer but no clean...nderwear. I would have to work late that day. I had never felt suchpressure up my ass as this thong and I noticed I had run out of socks."Samantha, please tell me you have some socks I could borrow?" Sorry, Justine - I mean Justin, I only have pantyhose!"I was going to have to spend the day in panties and pantyhose! I startedto put on a pair. Her hand drifted down and felt my hard cock that was straining against my sleep pants. She felt its length over the fabric, causing me to groan and raise my hips toward her hand."Bigger than I thought," she whispered huskily. From what I'd read online as a teen, my equipment was well within the normal range, and I'd never given it much more thought. I'd never had complaints from the few women who'd been kind enough to give it a look.Her fingers snaked into my pants and wrapped around my shaft.. I look over at Marc and I see the confused look on his face as Lamont fondles my tits and my ass as my skirt rises . After a few minutes of making out he releases me and tell’s Marc that i have something to tell him. I go and sit in Marcs lap. Sweetie i have some thing to tell you, you know i love you but right now i am Lamonts bitch, my pussy belongs to him. Thats right Lamont says as he removes his clothes. Now come on over babe my cock needs some loving he says. I get off Marcs lap and i. They f***ed me to give my son up. I had no choice, all I was told, he was given to a good f****y and the records were sealed.’ All I could do was hold her and try to stay strong for her, of course I cried like a baby the whole way to Atlanta. As soon as the plane touched down, I was on my cell, calling one of my lawyers. I told him what we knew and I would be in touch when we found out more. I had also called a friend and told him what time we would be arriving in California. He told me that he.