Panties for Sale? Chapter 2
Panties for Sale? Chapter 2 Dark gray french lace panties. Cotton. Easily my favorite pair. I shook my head in disbelief once more and lay back, happily fisting them around my cock. I lay on my bed quite content with an arm behind my head and my boxers around my knees, again reliving what had happened to me. It was such a thrill to think about her and look down and see her panties wrapped around my cock. Such a thrill to know where they had been. What they held. Even after doing it no less than sixteen times these past two weeks, a surprise in itself, it was amazing how it felt. The memory of her was so vivid. I let go out of my cock, rolling onto my side and sorting through the …