He leaned back in his chair, holding a small bundle over his nose and mouth. The rhythm of his other hand didn’t falter a beat. “And just what hav... you got there?” I giggled, twisting the base of my vibrator to start that delicious buzz. Another moan escaped, the ache inside me spreading wonderfully. “Is that a pair of my dirty panties?” He inhaled deeply, his dark eyes glinting mischievously over the top of his prize. “Not exactly.” I squinted at the screen, my blood flushing hot before my. "So do you," I replied looking at his hard chiseled body, still warm from the sun."Can we take this into your bedroom," he said brushing my hair back over my shoulder."Yes, please."He led me by the hand down the hall and into my bedroom and lay me on my bed. Kissing resumed as did hands roaming. I was instantly ignited by his kissing and his touches. "I love you touching me, Drew," I whispered."I love foreplay and hope you do too," he replied as he lifted my tank top to nibble my breast. "And I. She often wore hose that had a dark brown or black seam. Her demeanor was prim and proper but she had a non-public earthy side which I discovered and learned to appreciate. She had a degree in primary education from what is now called the University of Northern Iowa, one of the nationally noted schools in the field of education. This story comes from a recollection of my time with her in the 1960s and early 1970s plus a recent interview I had with her when we reminisced. The major part of the. Then i started to j/o in her panties after they were washed so my cum rubbed on her cunt all day.....She came to visit every weekend and i enjoyed her company plus i got to look up her dress and down her blouse often unnoticed. I hid cams in her bedroom and bath area (got to love wireless equipment).She always undressed in the room and put her clothes in the room hamper.when i saw he slip into the tub i would sneak in the room and get her panties and lick her bra. My den was next to her room.