I told her he had fantasied about doing it for years and that he had sniffed her dirty panties while wanking on many occasions. She told us he liked t...o fantasise about i****t while they had sex.I then told her that I had also sniffed her dirty panties and wanked off on many occasions. Again she was shocked. I told her that her husband was a pervert cause not only did he sniff his little sisters dirty panties but also his own Mothers and Aunties and that he used to sniff her worn panties and he. ...I like to dream my life might be different. But myfolks were blue collar-types, and I'm pretty sure the conversation wouldhave ended with me being told to snap out of it. Or worse.WHEN YOU WERE LITTLE DID YOU EVER WISH YOU WERE A GIRL?Flo, please don't ask me stuff like that. Look, sometimes, I guess. Yes.I never understood why I had a penis. I dreamed I was a girl often andwhen I woke I'd enjoy that euphoria between sleeping and waking andactually believe for a few precious moments that I. People only know that type of stuff as bondage. Bondage, true loving bondage is what Nick has been doing to me over the past twenty some hours. Loving me as he keeps me bound and gagged. Maybe some people would find this awful and disgusting, but many people find it a release from the daily grind. I feel totally at ease and relaxed when I am tied. I concentrate on the next touch. I think about what Nick is going to possibly do next. I am never disappointed in what he does do even if it is not. When Jeff felt his mother deepening the kiss, he began caressing her sides, until his hands were just below her breasts. Not wanting to scare his mother, he quickly backed away from her and gazed into her eyes, trying to read the emotions there. He could see fear as well as lust for her only son there, but he also saw the love that was always there for him. When Jeff was convinced that his mother truly wanted him, he scanned the rest of her. He could see the still-firm 36D breasts as well as.