What a surprise to my luck she was facing the camera while stripping. I got a full video of her changing her bra and panties. She was nude for nearly ... minute.Next I thought of a plan to exploit my aunty. I just took some snap shots from the video and sent an mail to her from an anonymous mail id. She responded to it very quickly by replying a mail who are you and from where the hell did you get these photos. I asked her to come over chat.The chat continues as followsMe: Don’t try to say. “My panties too?” She snatched the leggings and panties from my hand. “That is not cool.” She began storming off.“Please keep this between the two of us. I won't do it again, I promise.” I grabbed her arm.“Why are you wearing my panties, James?” She turned to face me.“I, I don't know. They make me feel nice.”'Nice?” She questioned. “Like, sexy nice, or what? You're not being very clear.”“Well, kind of.” I let go of her arm. “They make me feel comfortable, like I can be me, like when I'm dressed. I didn’t care I would be sore for days. Recovery time for me was easy, getting time with her was hard. I knocked on her door and her roommate Lisa answered it. I was a little bummed that she might spoil my plan, but I was hoping that Lisa would understand and maybe take a long walk or study at the library so we could have the room. Lisa was beautiful like Shannon but with a different physique. She was a strawberry blonde with her hair just past her shoulders. Today it was drawn back into a. She rolled over onto her back, keeping her legs spread wide, so that I could see her clit which seemed pink and engorged and I noticed the muscles in her inner thighs quivered slightly. Kristy ran her hands over her full breasts, massaging them roughly, her hands squeezing firmly the delicate flesh, stopping every few minutes to pinch and roll her nipples between her forefingers and thumbs. She arched her back up, her eyes closed, licking her lips as she stimulated her beautiful breasts. She.