I take the washcloth with me as I walk out the front door and relock it on my way to my truck.I drive home and my wife is already in bed asleep. I br...ush my teeth and take off my clothes as i crawl into bed and snuggle up against my wife. She awakes as she feels my cock press against her ass cheeks. She turns and we kiss each other good night as we drift off to sleep.The next day my sister in law calls my wife and they talk about typical girl stuff. The chick shows they like to watch, the. Then a curious look passed over her face. The look was partly a question and part impishness. “And what have you been doing with those panties I’ve been leaving for you?”I told her the truth and saw her eyes widen in awe. She wasn’t surprised that I’d become a panty freak who got off on the sight, smell, and feel of her soiled undergarments, but hearing that I also enjoyed the taste shocked her. She asked if I was serious about having licked cum and cunt nectar from her panties, and when I said. A good, hard sex session then finish, forgotten. Not to be repeated. But Caroline knew that such things were either too dangerous or just not possible. She had been there before when she was younger. They always telephoned her a few days later. ‘Can we meet for a meal?’ they would ask. Before you knew it another ill-fated relationship would start. So Caroline managed without.Her job took her all over the country, taking part in meetings with other professionals. They were often in committee. ............. Her moans could be heard over the sound of slowly dripping water as the pumptransferred the fluid from the pool into the overhead bucket. As the bucketfilled, the increasing weight pulled on the crotch rope, gradually forcingthe slick vibrator further into the depths of the slave's sopping cunt. Millimeterby millimeter, inch by inch, the humming intruder began the maddening and relentlessonslaught into her hungry core, restrained from full penetration only by theelastic cord.