?Are you still a virgin??Shudder runs through his body and he sucks in the air.?Do not lie to me!? my whisper cuts him.Reluctantly he shakes his head ...No, not any more.?Laughter bubbles in my stomach: ?You, naughty boy!?. My fingers brush his smooth chest and slide inside the towel. I grab on it like a leash and pull him after me to the basement. ?Down. Lay down on the floor. On your back.? I watch as he stretches on his back, towel riding higher, he uncertain what to do ??Hands up, above your. He arrived and was shown around the offices where all the computers were, so everyone then knew who he was and he could come and go as he pleased. Apart from those people in one room where there was a meeting going on, that is. He would have to wait until it ended before he could get in, so he quietly hoped the fault was elsewhere. Ted was enjoying the change, but the prospect of hanging around for he didn't know how long, with nothing to do, was not enticing.Ted got his bag of tools and. We spoke a great deal, post-orgasm, and decided to share where we lived. It turns out we're only 2 hours apart. I asked if he was open to getting together - in person - what we'd just done (and, maybe, more). He agreed, and I arranged to go to his town - get a hotel suite - and spend Saturday together. We connected at the hotel - had breakfast - and spent the morning just driving around. We hit a mall - ate some pretzel bites - and sucked on some sodas. It was soon lunch time, and we found a. I want to see what youdo with all these panties."I lay on the bed as she continued picking up pair after pair, and aftera quick examination, threw them at me. "Well, take of your clothes,faggot and put on your panties. You said you wear them. Let me see youwear them."I started taking off my clothes and again tried to explain that thepanties were all mine and that I really did wear them."I don't doubt it, faggot. Your panties are all so pretty. I can't waitto see you wearing them. Where are your.