Hubris, of course, as it soon became a regular occurrence. He became addicted to the sights and smells in their room and especially the smell of their dirty panties. Placing the crotch of one of the girl’s sweet flimsy cotton undergarments over his nose and using another to manipulate his p***s he found himself in a place that he never wanted to leave. A m**********n addiction that consumed him, he needed it and he needed it every day. It caused him to take more and more chances, which meant that at some point he would get caught. Even so, the day it happened it caught him by surprise.
“Michael, what are you doing?” asked Julie sweetly. Walking into the bathroom, she found him frantically beating his meat with his face buried in a pile of their dirty underwear.
Michael had just been appr
