“You like?” she asked, “You like my panties don’t you?”“Oh yes” I whispered, still staring. “ I love them, I can’t help it..they rea...ly turn me on.” She took my hand and brought it to the front of her panties and placed my hand on the material and started rubbing herself with my fingers. I was hot, nervous, shaking with desire and harder than I’d ever been in my life so far. I started moving my fingers between her panty covered pussy lips up and down just staring at those panties, now getting. I don’t quite know why, but I kind of like it.”“And that is one of the reasons why — you like it,” I replied. “That first time I was simply trying to make a good impression. I noticed, though, that you seemed to like it and so I kept it up. On the other hand, you never take it for granted and you won’t wait by your chair like some women I’ve seen in restaurants, trying to force the guy to help seat her. If you get there first you sit down. I like that!”The girl who had first commented on how. “Well, I better let you go. I have to get to work anyhow. I’ll call ya later, babe.” “Ok, sounds good. Have a great day!” “Love you.” I smile “Love you too.”I make sure the call is disconnected and lay it on the table, but not before double-checking to make sure that my location is still turned off.I drink my coffee and nibble on my pastry, while taking in the tropical morning sun. I close my eyes and drift back to the prior night. Dane was magnificent. Watching his body in the mirror as he. We tried it, when we were on a camping trip. He took his time with me and it was a success. We fucked a lot that weekend, everytime we were able to sneak away from our friends, we were having sex. Bobby carried the lube in his tackle box, took it out covered his dick, then when I was bent over tieing my shoes, he slid his dick in. I think that was the best camping trip ever.Uncle Steve had his fingers tracing the slit of my pussy from the outside of my panties. I lifted my dress when he.