But if I suck his juicy piece of meat I’ll be late, because I know myself, deep down I’m a slut and I’ll end up fucking him. No! I have to stop ...hinking about that and get dressed! I have to go to work, now! Even if the only thing in my mind is my sweetheart. My Andy. We met at school. When we were both 18. He was so unbelievably handsome, with his dark blonde hair, his brown eyes, and his perfect lips. Now after 2 years we just can’t live without the other. I still remember seeing him the. I could not figure out why, but the sweet odor felt oddly familiar. Drawn to if like a moth to flame, I hopped off the bed and tiptoed over to the door, making sure to keep the claws that now protruded from my toes from scratching the hardwood floor. By the time I reached the door, the footsteps had resumed. My relative was leaving, taking the sweet smell with them. Desperate to discover the identity of the night walker, I tried to open the door. Unfortunately, my hands were gone and opening a. We could all get ID photos, like having fingerprints on file in some central database. Ha Ha! I was OBVIOUSLY apprehensive and thinking like a crazy idiot. Shit, I hoped I wouldn’t act that way around him! Oh, so then getting back to the basics - how long, wide, circumcised or not, lots of bulging veins, or smooth, darker skin tone near the top, or creamy beige all over, big or small balls, the kind that hang vertically but low, or the kind that are more puffy and full and sit a little higher,. I stood up right beside the sink, and there was a floor to ceiling mirror. My legs looked stunning in her pantyhose. I went over to the laundry basket and pulled some used blue laced panties up. I found the crotch and sniffed and sucked them. OHhh Myy. I almost exploded right there. The taste from the panties was a mixture of her pee and pussy, Fantastic! They tasted so good, went right in my cock. I turned around to the mirror again pulled my little cock out and started jerking it. This is.