Well, it wasn’t vertical for long. I wrapped my hand around it and pulled it to the horizontal so that I could wrap my lips around it. I started to ...iss it, engulf it, suck on it, and then I started to let it slide all the way down my throat. No not let it, that was the wrong phrase, I actually pulled on his arse and forced it down my throat. Greg caught on pretty quickly and soon his hands were at the back of my head forcing me down on him. I gagged and coughed a little when he pushed into me. I asked him what he was doing and he said he wanted something to remember me by. He said he wanted to take my panties because they inspired "flashbacks" to our sexual adventures together. I thought that was rather sweet and romantic.Romantic is a good word to describe an entire bracket of panty fiends. A friend of mine explained it to me by saying, "Panties are the item closest to a woman's body. They hold all the scent that makes a woman a woman. Every woman has her favorite pair. Every day. I laid down next to Linda and she flowed into my arms. We laid on our sides and it felt amazing caressing her through that filmy nightie. Soon she was gasping as my hands wandered down to her bottom and I pulled her tighter against me as I bent down and started kissing her neck. “Oh Pete, this feels sooooo good.” she whispered as I started to nibble on her ear.I started to slowly kiss down her chest, and kissed along the upper curve of her breasts. I was kissing and licking each inch of skin I. "No, I''m fine," she answered, her head not yet clear from the wine."You're a beautiful woman, Vickie," he said admiring her."Oh," she replied flirtatiously as Andrea had advised as an easy way to segue the evening into sex, "and what part of me do you like best?"She sat on a chair opposite his and slowly unstrapped the high heels and let them fall to the floor."I like it all," he smiled."Then perhaps you'd like to see more." Absolutely."She walked over to him, turned her back and held up her.