I really enjoyed removing her panty. It was great & difficult to narrate how a woman’s panty is removed.I loved that very much. After i fully remove... her panty – Ohhhhh….. What a sight that was. The very first time i saw the holy place of a woman. I took her panty and smelled – Ohhhhhh God…. it was the most exciting musky odour.My penis turned to alive,stirring in my jeans. I licked the wetness of her panty that tasted like salty honey. This was a new experience for her as her husband didnt do. I lost another set of underwear and paid for it with a warm bottom. He departed my room with a content sigh. At lunch I slipped out to my doctor appointment. Leaving her office I was quite pleased with myself. I’d completed my homework rather quickly. At the end of the day Mr. Sloop let me set my own pace while he aggressively played with my breasts. I was positively on fire by the time he left. Upon arriving home I promptly took a cold shower. Again my dreams revolved around him. They would. I felt his hands slide over the satin of my red and black front tied corset, over my breasts and stomach, the slight brush over the patch of exposed skin between the corset and my skirt. He picked up my stocking-clad legs, positioning them around his own legs. He then placed his hands on my back, pulling me up to meet him, and kissed me roughly and passionately, until I opened my eyes and saw him watching me. He chuckled. ‘I knew you weren’t really asleep babe.’ With his hands still on my back,. Oops, we were wrong. There are always villains around. For there to be no villains, it would be like having light without shadow. Brightness without darkness. There’s no such thing. And with Lou gone, I guess Bernadine has decided to finally drop the mask. She has decided to reveal her inner monster. And the target of her abuse and her fury is me. The hero of the story. Why me? That’s a question I’ve asked myself many times. I’m just a big and tall young black man living near the town of.