Over the last seventeen months, I had developed quite a collection of women's panties. Each time I took a pair home, I carefully recorded the owner's ...ame, the date of our first copulation and comments about how it went in indelible ink on the garment. In the case of a few of them where there was so little material or the color would not allow ink to show, I wrote on a tag which I then pinned to the garment. Once I purchased the lock box, I mounted the panties on the cardboard sheets and began. She heard this low guttural sound coming deep from her daughter's throat. Her eyes were glazed over with lust as her lithe body was keeping tempo with the dogs every thrust. Cum juice covered the floor under Lisa's pussy. "I'm cummmmmmminnnngggg again mom, her daughter gasped with loss of breath. Please help meeeeeeeeee!!! My god, Carol thought, how many orgasms has this child had. Carol stood in front of Lisa watching her daughter thrust her her little ass back trying to get every inch of that. Now spit on my cock.” She pulled her cock out, and I spit on it, then she slid it back in my mouth, deeper this time, and made me gag a little. She pulled out, kneeled down and kissed me as our tongues danced together, which she was an incredible kisser. She then stroked my cock for a few moments. “You are making me very happy lover.” She then stood up again, and there I was facing her huge cock again, “Proceed lover. My cock needs more attention.” I stroked her cock as I began to lick up and. I rubbedaround my crotch, around my hard dick, checking for stubble. It had been abouta week or so since I had had been home alone and had a 'fun night' withmyself. No stubble yet. That stuff they advertised on TV seemed to be doing exactly what it said it did. All smooth everywhere. In the back of my mind, I'd known at some point that I'd do it.It was too good an opportunity to turn up. Such things are the fuel of a thousand fantasies. So I started exploring her bed room. .