Blossom was gracious and slightly overwhelmed by it all, not the least of which was that the smallest Brother was 6’3” and dwarfed my miniature wi...e.Marcus stood off to the side and after the Brothers were done he took her hand and introduced himself. She hugged him.Even though it was early in the day, there, at the end of the bar was my friend, Mark. I hugged him and looked into his eyes.“Hello, my friend. Thank you for protecting Lynn that night. Anytime, anywhere. You need me, you call me.”I. The thing was burning hot and in such cold weather seemed like heaven send. I also held on to it tightly. It was fairly large and I was not able to hold it completely in my hand. I could also feel some throbbing vein-like protrusions on the surface. And it was getting wetter and wetter. The more I squeezed it, the wetter it got. My wife's hand was moving up and down the rod-like thing. When I moved my hand further away to check how long was that thing, I can across some scrubby, brush-like. I let my dressing gown slide open and his eyes dropped down to my panties. "Like what you see?" I asked. He nodded. "So what do you do with them apart from jack off with them?" I asked. He said nothing. "You like to sniff them and taste them or maybe even wear them, don’t you?" I probed. I approached him, grabbed the back of his head and pressed his face into the panties. He didn't resist. "Like the smell of them? My girlfriend spent the night with me, and she made me cum several times so you. ‘Lizzie came out of her…I still don’t know what it was—spell…trance…episode, something like that I guess. I really don’t know and neither did the doctors. I learned later that she’d had many small short-duration spells over the past months, but had hid them from me in fear of what might be happening to her. She had medicine that made her wired, but at the time I thought that was preferable to the times when she was out of it—when she couldn’t recall the simplest things in our life like who I.