Lightly with my tongue it fluttered back and forth slowly. I felt her back arch up off the bed. With my palm covered her nipple. I could feel...the moisture and stiffness of her nipple. Lifting my self up I started a trail from her neck down to her nipple. I would stop every so often and blow my breath that I had made wet. My fingers never left her nipple as I knew that soon my mouth would taste her once again. While on my knees mom reach between. There was the threat of being exposed, but there was also the relief of being allowed to continue my panty sniffing ways, even if it meant that I needed to give something in return. I realized that I had never really helped around the house before, and that I should work on that. I also learned that I found it exciting to wear women’s clothes in an auto-erotic way. But, especially I had learned that I liked the idea of a strong woman who could help me to become a better person.When I went over. I did have my first in a lifetime love at this time. Her name was Carol. I dated her a long time in high school and we would make out and cuddle. She was the first girl I ever touched as a "girl". It happened at the movie theater and I was scared shitless. Once I got my arm around her, I didn't know what else to do and left it there so long my arm was numb when the movie was over.To show what a naïve kid I was back then, I wrote this god awful poem about my love for her. It was probably the. ‘Comfortable?’ Erich inquired looking down at her. Shit. He could see down her shirt and was starting to feel himself get hard. ‘Uh huh,’ She said apparently unaware of her effect on him. Erich sat through the movie attempting not to pounce on her. He squirmed as the last scene was coming to a close. The walls of Jericho just fell down when all of the sudden the video cut to another program that had been previously recorded on the disc. Dawn sprang up from her position on the couch, closed her.