His hand came in contact with my panties and he leaned over whispering “bad-girl, I told you not to wear panties” – I realized then, that he had...mistaken me for someone else. I was so turned on by now that I didn’t want him to stop.My panties started to get wet also.I whispered back… “I wanted to give them to you as a souvenir.” and I quickly shimmied out of them, and then stuffed them into his jacket pocket. He was pleased. His hand found my wet vag..This wetness was unbearable it was because. She was just about to come by her own son’s cock for the very first time. She now screamed out loud and she dug her long nails into his back as he powered into her cunt. Causing her to explode in a wonderful long orgasm.He too came filling his mom’s cunt up with his young spunk.She now wrapped her arms and legs around him and she held him tightly.She now started to cover his face with little butterfly kisses. She was telling him.“How wonderful he was and how much she loved him; especially his. At our last contact withthem we heard the sub is almost addicted to 'titty-jiggling' and theunit is going strong. The device is so simple to build I describe it forfree to any Dommes who want to build their own. clamped or piercednipples get treated delightfully but the threat of extended time orheavy tension in the cords can creat a lot of fear but with littlethreat of harm. Try your sub in different positions - standing, lyingface-up and face-down as it all feels quite different - and try. ” I giggle, and lean up to kiss him. He rolls over onto me, pinning me down, he kisses me deep. I feel him grind his cock against my panties. I’m already wet, wanting him. I trust him fully, and allow him to take the lead. He runs his tongue from lips, down between my breasts, pinching each of my nipples. I’m only wearing panties, he just in boxers. I squirm under him, wanting more of his touch. He kneels between my parted legs; he hooks his thumbs into my panties, and tugs them down. I lift.