"Put your dress down, your showing everything"."No I'm not", she giggled, sitting up and spreading her legs open. see she said, running her hands over...her panties and down between her thighs, "there's a satin panel that covers me up. All you can see is my pussy fur, and that's nothing"."Nothing" he retorted, "if your father knew I was looking at your pussy fur he'd kill me, satin panel or not"."But he's not going to know is he"? she purred. "I was so excited I just had to show somebody, and you. As she was doing this, I went to undo my trousers, but she slapped my hand.“I’m undressing you, s…”I was not sure I had heard the last word, but I did not push it either, my head was running away with what was happening. I was looking at Lisa, thinking about where and how I was going to undress her. She popped the button on my trousers and pushed her hands inside and around past my hips, to my bum. I leant down to kiss her but was only allowed a peck to the lips. She then pushed my trousers. I just dove for the panties and held them up for a look. They were a little bigger than any of the other panties I had found. Except of course that one huge pair a year before that I was sure belonged to Martha Flampton, the biggest girl in school. Shamefully, I'll admit to you, I enjoyed those big panties as much as any others.Back to the red panties..... I studied them over carefully, searching for any clue as to who they might belong to. Damned sexy, I couldn't think of any girls that. ’ She leaned back against the door. It latched quietly behind her. ‘Have a seat.’ I sat down on the bed, she stalked over to me. Quickly–so I couldn’t see anything–she moved her hands over her breasts. Her tongue flickered across her lips. Her bed was laid with black satin sheets. The bed looked messy, but intentionally so, not like it hadn’t been slept in and unmade. Sitting wasn’t a particularly comfortable position to be in. ‘Now, get comfortable.’ She put her hands on my shoulders and.