I had always wanted towear panties, the lace against my skin turned me on, it was addictive.But I held back, I couldn't risk being found out, so I had...only done ita few times in my life before that day. Every time was amazing though,when I masturbated and came wearing the panties the relief wascaptivating, explosive, addictive. Each time I wanted more, I wanted tofeel the lace against my skin but I held back, I just stored the passionand desire over the years for the next release.But things. "They're fine," he said soothingly, running another washcloth over my neck and chin. I winced, which hurt more; I'd forgotten I'd been punched in the jaw."Where are we?" We're on the plane, about two hours from home." He began washing my hands and arms, which didn't hurt at all except for the elbow I'd cracked the Demon's ribs with."Shit," I groaned, "I need to tell him." I stopped and coughed, which hurt like hell. I sipped from the straw Marcus held to my chapped lips, not caring what it was. I tucked my cock back in my trousers and we went inside to the bedroom. He then stripped me off kissing me all over my body, especially my cock and ass.James removed his clothes and pushed me back on the bed and started working on my cock again " I want it big and hard again so you can fuck me" he said.Licking, sucking and stroking it soon had it back to its full 8 1/2 inches.James them asked me if i had any lube as he wanted my huge cock in his ass. I told him it was in the top draw which he. She sighed with relief as her climax ended. She suddenly remembered where she was and she gasped in fright.My god, what just happened she wondered. She had just orgasmed in front of a total stranger and had acted like a slut. The climaxes had hit her from no where and she hadn't been able to stop herself.Christina straightened up and apologized to Sloane. She couldn't excuse her actions. Her head was bent in shame and she couldn't look him in the face.Sloane told her it was alright and for some.