He made more low grunting noises as he began to rub it. His hand was wider than the fabric between my legs, his thumb and pinky hung out the sides.Sli...ing his hairy hand back out, Akhil used both hands to hook into the sides of my underwear and I lifted my ass off the seat so he could slide them down to my ankles. "Your pussy is so bald and pink and pretty." He used his right hand to trace a line from my clit to my hole and back up, slowly spereading my lips and stimulating my already puffy. Not with that panty, but it was a pink panty I fished out of the hamper when we visited Katie’s parents place, and yes I suppose I had a crush on Katie but that is a whole other story for another time. I think my original plan was to use the sensuous fabric to jerk off with but for whatever reason I stepped into it and my life was changed immediately as I looked in the mirror and saw the outline of my little cock inside the pink nylon fabric.Now these years later the urges had come back and I. I sprinkled some powdered charcoal over the place I planned to write. I wanted the letters to be burned permanently into the skin, and I hoped that the charcoal would do the job. This time, Sean heard the trigger click when I squeezed it, and he felt the heat radiate from the soldering tip, so he was fully prepared to scream when I started my artistic endeavor. Every few letters, I let the soldering gun turn off so that the tip would not get too hot. I wanted a third-degree burn, but I did not. Tweaking my nipples I felt a shudder go all the way to my needy cunt. Taking my right hand I followed that need and when I parted my smooth lips from my freshly shaven snatch I felt the wetness already present. I quickly inserted one then two fingers into my wanting hole. It was so wet and warm I knew I would have no trouble getting my substitute toys deep inside. Grabbing the hair brush I turned it around and slid it into my wet cunt. The length was just right as I slid the whole handle deep.