”“I was thinking of you when I wore them,” she said, “I played with myself. Could you smell the passion?”“Yes,” I responded rather shyly...Elise was the first girl I had ever met who spontaneously sent me a pair of her worn panties. I had never known such a phenomenon before. We had been talking on the phone for several weeks and exchanged photos. She said that she liked me and wanted to meet up, only it wasn’t possible due to the ongoing health crisis. Instead, we had to make up living scenarios. He seemed to press her tighter to him than usual. When we got home there was a lot of small talk. My husband offered her a glass of wine which she accepted. I knew that he had spiked her drink. After a while she went upstairs to shower and change. We went to his computer. He had installed cameras in her bedroom and her bathroom. We watched as she undressed and showered. My husband was enjoying himself and asking what I thought about her breasts, mentioning that I have to help her shave her. He gently placed his hand on the back of my head and guided my mouth over his cock even deeper. I was choking a little. He could tell so he would lift my head a little then reintroduce me again. While I was doing this I could feel his hand over my back and down to my ass hole. He was rubbing around my hole and pressing his finger in to it. This I had felt before. It felt good but I didn't say anything to him. He then reached over to his compartment and opened it to get out a tube of something.. I couldn’t stay on my feet any longer so I lied down, my dick still in her mouth, and pulled her body over myself. We stayed in the 69 position for a long time, longer then I could remember and we both came in the other’s mouth. She got up straight and started to kiss me softly and slowly. My dick which had decreased in length due to the orgasm started to rise again. We could feel the passion burning in our kisses. We both wouldn’t let go even to breathe. It was bliss, those few minutes we.