It was full of dirty clothes. I pushed aside the shirt on top and began to rummage through his dirty laundry. If I could find the right pair of briefs...then maybe I could tie him down.Better, my heart skipped a beat, I found a jock strap, two in fact, though one was dirtier than the other so I put that one back. I set it on the counter and looked at myself in the mirror. What streak had possessed me? I thought of him out there in his bed alone. He might have lost control.I opened the door a. However... After those initial reactions, a surprisingly new deeper appreciation for free sex almost always comes to the forefront. It wasn't long before I found myself squarely in the middle of just that...the utter reality of true sexual freedom. This was a strange place for such a proponent of monogamy as I was, where having sex with someone other than your wife was approved and even encouraged by her, where there were literally no secrets between the two of you, where the two of you loved. Then I started thinking about all the bad things that could happen. She could have a boyfriend or husband that would kill me. Or it could be some sort of trap where I get mugged and left naked somewhere for someone to find. All these thoughts, and somehow something told me to just stick it out and go through with it. We arrived at an apartment complex. She parked in an empty parking spot and I parked in one a few spots away. She got out of her car and I got out of mine, and I followed her up a. Somebody's really wet," Stephanie mused, slipping her finger out of Janice's dripping snatch. Looking straight into Janice's eyes, Stephanie put her finger in her mouth and sucked the juices off of it. "Hmm. I haven't eaten pussy in a while, but you taste better than I remember. Would you like this little white girl to eat your black pussy?" God, yes! Eat me! I need to cum so bad!" Janice cried, as she started pushing her skirt and panties off.Stephanie grabbed the skirt and underwear from.