I used to smell my panties when I was back from school very often and the stronger the smell was, the more horny I became. That was even more frequent...the days I had physical education classes, I used to come home, go to the bathroom and start touching myself smelling my sweaty panties. Naturally, I started to ask myself if I would like the smell of other people too. It didn't take too long for me to try the smell of my best friend panties that I found in her bathroom. That was such an. Main darwaza khola to samne Mehak khadi thi. Main gusse mein hi bola- Yaha kyun aayi ho? Main nahi chodne wala.Mehak- Ohho! Aur agar maine lund ko khada kar diya toh?Main- Toh bhi nahi. Chalo ab jao yaha se.Mehak- Dekhti hu, kitna control hai tere mein?Woh turant jeans nikali aur meri taraf gand kar di. Woh panty nahi pehni thi toh puri gori gand mere samne thi. Mera lund turant khada ho gaya.Main- Kyun gand dikha rahi jab chudna hi nahi hai?Mehak- Shant ho jaa, yaar! Gand marwane aayi hu. Tu. He walks through the threshold to press my back against the wall, and then pushes the door closed with his foot. Grabbing my wrists in his hands, he holds them gently by my head as his lips travel down my neck. As his breath heats my skin I can’t help but think that it’s always like this as well. Almost frantic to have contact with each other. Before I thought it was just the desire we had between us, but lately I haven’t been so sure. His knee nudges my legs apart making the dark blue silk. I have many Doms interested in you. But tonight, I want you all to myself. I will fill all of your holes, and you’ll wake up in my bed sore and well used,” he said in a low, seductive voice.She nearly answered, but she remembered she’d not been given permission to speak. He grinned, proud of the fact that she’d caught herself.“See what I mean?” he said with undeniable pride in his voice. “You’re perfect, my dear.”She smiled. He made her feel perfect. She wondered if whomever he chose for her.