Heading first to the laundry I felt my cock begin to swell as I sort out my goal, dirty underwear. On the one hand I was waiting for my parents to confront my about what ha happened, on the other I was left so aroused I kept jerking off over the memory. I opened the top draw and bingo, lingerie. I began looking through the drawer, play with the bras and knickers as I slowly pulled my pants and jocks down. “What do you think your doing?” My neighbour asked as I let go of my cock. Then it hit me! It was then that I realized I was still feverishly stroking my cock. Every summer my next door neighbours would go stay at the beach for a few weeks and they would give my parents their keys to check their mail and so on. I was frozen in fear, to scared to move an inch.
