You kiss from my naval to the top of my pelvis teasing me with your tongue. I moan a little harder this time as my fingers play with my breasts. You l...ok at me, almost sternly Honey, no, thats my job to please you, you have to watch, never touch With a kinky smile my hands drop to my sides Whatever you want You continue to kiss my pussy through my wet panties, all the time tracing your finger up and down my thigh. This feeling I have never felt before, I think I want you more, embarrassed by. He held her tight enough to tell her she was controlled but not so tight she couldn't breathe."You like that cock in your filthy cunt don't you whore? You like it when that naughty pussy is stuffed full. Yeah, you are a cockwhore, no doubt about that. You live for cock–it's your whole purpose for getting up in the morning, isn't it? You are nothing but a truck-hopping cock gobbler aren't you slut!" Yes! Yes, I'm a whore! A filthy, dirty, cock-loving whore! Please, Tommy, please use my whore. Several items later I found a pair of sexy, black lace panties. These too went into the discard pile. I sort about half the box when I noticed the black panties. When I held them up I realized that they were big enough for me. So, for a lark, I decided to try them on. Oddly enough, not only did they fit, but also I liked the way the silky material stretched across my ass and cupped my tight balls. As I moved around in them I couldn't believe how natural it felt to be wearing them. I don't know. .just maybe..but no, I couldn't..so casually, playing with my pencil (my writing utensil, not my cock ;]..yet) I dropped it..I knelt down to grab it and while doing so took a biiiiiig whif of her smelly, little, sweaty feet. By god it was the greatest thing I'd ever smelled..I knew I had to have them, and soon. My dick was pulsing in my pants and I just wanted to fuck her feet, right in front of the whole class. I didn't care, but I knew she would.After class, I walked with her like usual,.