I gasped at his sudden action yet he continued to pull it off of me, raising my legs to remove it completely. “For later,” he said and brought the...part of my panties that covers my pussy to his nose. He smelled them and licked the spot where my juices had soaked through. “I love the way your dirty pussy smells. It tastes so sweet. I'll be back for another taste soon," he said and then walked into his home. I stood in front of his door very hot and bothered and turned around to walk home. All I. The ringing of the front door buzzer was enough to make me stride swiftly to the door and open it to find the perfectly-shaped nubile female figure of a young woman on the other side modestly dressed in a simple black dress, pantyhose with high black boots with heels and the shielding paper bag that covered her facial features. I did see the last few inches of a lovely blond pony-tail sticking out the back like some convenient handle to be pumped to draw water. She had even cleverly decorated. I knew every person on the block by name. There were several parties a year that practically everyone attended. Most of all, we trusted each other.When Ted and Jackie moved in, it was like putting poison in a well. Several of the wives found Jackie to be fascinating, despite their husband's objections. Terry was no exception. Almost all the husbands hated Ted. The prissy little punk acted like he thought all women worshipped the ground he walked on. He was a trainer at a local gym and never. After dinner she called George into the living room. ‘George, can you come in here? We need to talk.’ She may as well get it over with, the sooner the better. ‘What’s wrong?’ He asked with a worried sound in his voice. Jasmine took a deep breath and started to tell George exactly what happened. ‘Nothing is wrong. But something did happen last night and I have to tell you about it.’ ‘Here goes.’ she thought. ‘Remember when I went to garage last night?’ ‘Yes.’ George was getting worried now..