Florida to California, Perkins Pancake houses, McDonalds, Denny’s, the same everywhere but I’m not in a hurry to get anything but a story, my name... Will Forester but my nom de plume’s Joe On the Road, I’m a freelance writer looking for human interest tales. Country towns, mom and pop restaurants with Blue Plate specials, two chair barber shops, road side diners, two eggs, sausage and home fries for $2.95, that’s where I get my inspirations.So Mutt and I are rolling along, I haven’t seen another. She was still wearing one of those ugly dresses from the shop, and I resolved to myself that first thing today, we were going to get her some real clothes. She had a cup in her hand which I knew to be coffee, and I smiled and accepted it. She evidently had been listening yesterday when I told her about my habits.I took a sip of the coffee (nicely done, with just the right amount of sugar) and motioned her to sit. She still had a smile on her face as she sat on the side of the bed, and her gaze. Fifth, a true panty boy does not limit the number of panties in his collection. Just because he has one pink panty does not mean he can’t own a dozen pink panties.Sixth and perhaps most telling if you are a panty boy, is that it took you longer to look at the pictures attached to this than it did to read it. That truly means you are a panty boy because not only did you look at style, color, and fabric, you looked for your favorite detail. These details include such things as a tiny little bow. I came with his cock still fucking me. My girlfriend also came not long after me and as she did so did her guy and he came inside her. She got a bit upset that he had done it inside her.My guy was the last to finish and he went for another couple of minutes. The others were now watching us. I was working my cunt for him and it didn't take long for him to cum too, and right at the last moment he pulled it out and he started to cum over me without having to pump himself – it just blew out of his.