I leaned on her further for a kiss. My lips touched hers, I cheekily slid my tongue in and I think my brain exploded when she sucked on my tongue.I wa... in. We were French kissing all over the place my hands tightly gripped against her ass, her hips, her thighs whatever I could hold on to. Against the window, the wall, on the bed. She was mumbling something about how she had dreamt about this. I couldn’t catch a breath from all that intense kissing to muster a reply. “This is wrong”, I heard her. You know ... done the panty thing..." So ... he's not asked you to show your body to him, or ... pressured you to touch him?"Kira shook her head, looking in my direction but past me. "No, Mom ... no ... we never really talk about anything like that, just ... he gets my panties and I get them back, sometimes ... that's it..." But," I replied, "you've considered what it might be like ... doing something more?"She shrugged again. "I don't know..."I sat at the table and took Kira's hand, running my. I was embarrassed when the young girl clerk looked up from the yellow panties on the counter, and looked at me. “Will this be all?” she asked. I nearly died. I stammered, “Yes. I’m getting them for my girlfriend. Do you think she will like yellow?” The clerk just looked at me like I was an idiot, and said “I guess…” and rang up the sale. I went back to the Fraternity house that night, and took the yellow panties into the bathroom with the “Club” magazine, and jerked off in them. Ah! I repeated. I suck gently on your lips and nuzzle your pussy with my nose, and my tongue starts to explore the inside of you, at first slow and shallow, before probing all the way in, and flicking your clitoris, and then kissing and sucking it, and flicking it some more. You are becoming so wet, and your juices are over my face. I bring my fingers up to the entrance of you pussy and slowly slide one of them into you, feeling you become even hotter and wetter the further I push into you. Gradually I.