Despite the company, Amber conspired to show me her knickers every morning. Shoe tying, indiscreetly bending over or more directly, she made sure that...I'd had a good look at her underwear before I got to my seat on the bus. They were all new knickers, and although none were as spectacularly revealing as Monday's example, I was in panty-paradise. She had great taste and a perfect body to display them on.I had become happily obsessed with Amber and her wonderful panties. The morning wank was no. But I didn't. It was a huge relief. I visited her twice in the home but she didn't even recognize me. She still had her terrible temper though and she struck out at everyone around her. I never returned after that second visit. We were never close. I can't remember a time when I loved her. I didn't feel I owed her anything, including visits that neither of us enjoy.By the time I was going through all the hassle of putting my mother in a home I was engaged to Jimmie. We started dating early in. From his moans of, "Ooooh yeah, suck it man, suck my cock," and the look on his face I must have been doing it right. After about ten minutes of loud slurping and sucking and ass fucking Bruce was starting to tense up. Barbara could tell he was going to cum any time now so as she kept fucking me, she pushed down on my head all the while telling me I was to suck off Bruce and swallow his hot sticky load.And there it was. All at once Bruce moaned, "Oh shit, here it is. I'm cumming. Ohmigod, I'm. I was excited as I anticipated his big, hard cock entering my pussy. That didn’t happen though. Although I cannot say that I was disappointed as he instead buried his face into my aching pussy. His gears were now switched. The touch of his tongue and fingers was quite gentle, tender, and teasing. Since he never got to taste my fingers I placed them in my mouth to taste what he was tasting at the same time. We both enjoyed me greatly. My hips were thrusting upward. I was squirming. I was begging.