The first stop I saw was a row of glory holes. One entry level for bottoms and one for tops. I could hear men moaning. It made me think that somewhere... there some guy was being fucked, and loving it. That really set the atmosphere. The line of guys to do the sucking was longer. As someone came out of a curtained doorway, another man would eagerly take his place. I love that thought of a big, hard cock poking out of the glory hole at you. Giving you no choice but to take it in your mouth. But I. The sound of the engine lulled her to sleep, and she slumped against him. Her hand lost it's grip on his, and lolled in his lap. He put both hands on the wheel, and tried to concentrate on the road, but his prick kept drawing his attention, as it tried to rise under her hand. After an hour or so, he could take it no longer, and shifted her hand and body over, against the passenger door. She continued to sleep peace-fully, with her mouth slightly open, and her hair fallen in her face. With her. ======CONFESSION 5 BY ANONI started sniffing and using panties when I was about 11, they were my mum's, from that moment I became addicted to panties and love trying to get them as soon as they are taken off or as close to that as possible so they are still warm and damp. I use my gf's panties now, plus her daughter's and my niece's as she stays at mine a lot lolI have cum in my gf's daughter's clean panties and my nieces clean panties before, like you say its such a turn on knowing they are. "It'sbad enough that you argue with me at every turn, but now you think you canjust run away?"I didn't reply, there didn't seem to be much point. Instead we drove forthe next five minutes in silence, or rather Sara drove while I sat withcheeks burning and a whole new sense of worthlessness. For some reason mymind focused on one of the deep pleats that ran ornately down "my" tartanskirt, a girlie feature on a girlie garment. Its delicate nature seemed tosum up my situation.Sara broke the silence.