Her panties, on top of the basket. I noticed they were a bit moist, so I was sad. I had dreamt of finding a pair of her fresh worn panties for years....But she always washed them while in the shower and they only smelled of soap afterwards. Strangely, these were only wet in the middle, and I sniffed them. That wasn't soap! I realized it was the scent of cunt and almost blew my load right then and there. I fell in love with the musky smell on the spot. Sniffing another part, I realized that it. I mean I guess I was aware of it, but it didn't sink in.For the eight seasons from ninth grade until then, the teams I'd played on were 97-7. In games I had started, they were 96-0. I hadn't lost a game as a starting quarterback since peewee league. Along the way I'd picked up three state championships, an NCAA Division II title, NCAA Division I title and now a shot at a second, which eventually was fulfilled.I was amazed. I knew I'd been a part of some really good teams, but I didn't realize. He asked where we would like the treatment to take place and Ana said she thought it would be more comfortable in our marital bed. I told him whatever she wanted. The Doctor said he wanted me to understand that the treatment involved him inserting his hard huge dick in my wife's vagina and wanted to make sure I could handle seeing a black man doing that. I told him I had no problem with it.Then he said he was sorry but he did not have much time, his wife was expecting him home for dinner and we. "Fuck me," she commanded.Melissa was offering him her body; with the most beautiful pussy he had ever seen; now stretched open to reveal every detail of glistening, forbidden pink flesh. Both of her holes gaped enticingly for him to approach."Melissa, what are you going? Your mom is here," Luke said while slowly walking over to her."I don't care. Please, fuck me again. I want you so bad," Melissa replied in her sweet erotic voice. She stretched herself further. Beads of creamy precum leaked.