.. rub yourself through my wonderfulpanties..."The women watched as Bill began to stroke himself... and pant."It feels so good... so good to rub your...elf in my panties..." Yes..." Bill replied... lost."You love to jack-off in my panties... but only when I allow you. Doyou understand?" Yes, mistress." And you can only come when I tell you, right slave?" Yes, mistress." Do you want to come, my slave?" Brenda asked."Yes, mistress!" Then COME my panty slave," Brenda ordered.And he did. Cathleen. I just couldn’thold myself open far enough. So I hunted thought the house forsomething that could assist me. I came across a napkin ring. Itwas about two inches across and three inches deep, not real aswide across as I wanted but it would do. I went back to bed and shoved the napkin ring into my cunt. Iwas very wet so it slipped inside me easily. Now with flashlightand mirror in hand I could examine my pretty pink pussy. The firstthing I noticed was how wet I was. My juices flowed over. She unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them quickly down around her ankles. When she stood up again I could see a drab pair of full, yellow hip-hugger cotton panties, but she rushed to pull them down, as if she didn't want to give me a chance to comment on their plain appearance and the fact that they didn't match her bra.Megan stood up straight, then, still in the puddle of her scrunched-up panties and jeans, with her hands trying to hide her crotch from my view. Oh yes, I thought, this one's a. The skating outfit she wore was especially nice: A short flowy white skirt, and of course the usual nude colored pantyhose covering the girl's very sexy legs.Martika had no idea what horror would befall her on this day. When the teen finished her practice and left the ice, his plan was already in effect.After stalking the girl, he found out her practice routine. Martika practiced six days a week, but Sunday was the only day she practiced before the mall officially opened. THAT is the day he.