Two different spectrum of lingerie usage. One total cotton control, but all different styles, and the other one, just satin, also all the styles. Most...of our college hours were pretty different and sometimes I had the house all for my self. I used to love going to their rooms and smell those panties. THAT WAS F&#$% GREAT! I did not have to steal any of them, I was just few feet from heaven. This just happen for a year, BUT WHAT A YEAR... Here is where my new collection started. Before we parted. A quite good looking blonde stepped onto the Redbird, and Robin's red helmet kept the world at large from seeing her face and blonde hair.While he was enroute to the hideout, Robin made a call to the message machine that Batgirl would access regularly. He didn't want to call her directly with the voice she now possessed, and so just told her that she might want to drop in on the office complex in another hour. That would give Harley time to get her job done, before Batgirl would show up to shut. She could not get enough, up and down up and down on the shaft she went. James was getting the blow job of his life. He reached down and pulled Cheryl's two big tits from out under her dress. He leaned over and pinched her nipples as she continued to suck his cock. He loved it. No woman had ever worked her tongue on the shaft like she did with each thrust. It was like something out of a porn movie. She looked up at him with her sexy eyes and said she wanted to taste him. Cheryl started to suck. Emma and I had been friends for a while and neither of us was into vanilla flirtation when it was possible to talk about oral sex or the fashion for pubic shaving. She had a boyfriend, a DJ and the kind of nice, personable guy you might wish on a friend. Anything other than friendship was out, so we were left with a knowing understanding without sexual tension.The night club we finally settled on was not my choice, the kind where truly desperate men pretended to be attracted to truly desperate.