I was still turned on from what I had seen, my tent very visible with the towel wrapped around my waist.“Do you have a thing for jockstraps or under...ear in general?” I asked him“Yes” short and blunt he mumbled out.I wanted a proper answer from him. I dug deeper“What is it about underwear that you enjoy?”“I like the smell of used underwear especially ones after a sweaty workout.” He mumbled out as if he was disgusted at what he does “I noticed your workout was pretty intense and you were. With only a second to spare from the last word coming out of my lips his head was between my legs lapping at my clit as his fingers invaded my soaking hole I started bucking my hips as his tongue brushed over my clit repeatedly send me to climax and letting out a loud moan if pure pleasure.My husband didn't even cross my mind whilst I lay there completely naked legs spread with Adam eating my pussy pike there was no tomorrow his tongue examining every part of my married hole.Adam was amazing my. I didn't lie to the government lawyer. I did win, after all, just as I said. Was it my fault they misunderstood how I was going to win? They let me win, because they did not feel as confident in their case as they pretended to be.Schmucks!I grinned at the word. It was one my dad used, along with schnook. Both words were meant to express contempt, dislike, and mistrust about someone. Good words, even though we aren't Jewish. I had not heard them used since my father died. I sighed with the. I moaned and looked into his dead doll-like eyes, seeing no emotion in them as he slid out then back inside. I groaned, feeling not so much full as complete.“God, look at them,” Ruth said softly. “Is that how we look?” I noticed that Ruth sounded breathless as she said that. And when I looked to the side, she was indeed masturbating. I watched her fingers moving around inside of her panties, and that book was right. Girls really do masturbate with other girls around.“Oh yes, but not as.