This section of the hotel was for those, like her, a slayer. After her last battle, the one with the first evil, she had given a little of her strengt... to those who were to be a slayer in the future. They didn’t have all the power she had and this is why she had set up her business, to train future slayer’s. Buffy and Giles had decided that because they didn’t want to locals talking about their business, that they would only use half of the hotel and the other half was open to the public in. Since her end was reasonably disgraceful, and she may still inhabit this earth, her name does not matter. We chatted, flirted, and once we rounded a corner, enjoyed a brief kiss. little more than a cousinly peck, my hand on her rounded hip, hers on my chest to hold me away.An hour later I reported that I had no idea of the girl's honesty, and the stern old woman said for me to find out and to be sure.So I fetched Michael, dressed him in our captured ensign's uniform, had him introduced, and he. Women were to wear dresses or skirts and blouses. No pants suits allowed here and high heels were required. Hosiery was optional, and was recommended, but not pantyhose. Only thigh highs or gartered stockings were acceptable. If garters were worn, the guidelines stated that panties should be worn on the outside of the garters.From the above rules, it was no surprise that the senior partners of Verbreennung, Stechen, and Wunderhintern, were not politically correct. They were far from it. . I pushed her panties into my nose, inhaling deeply, her sweet delicious pussy smell.I then wrapped them around my cock. My nose was now full of her smell as the soft material barely covered the head of my cock, but felt so amazing.I started cumming, unloading so much hot cum into the crotch of Becky’s panties. Fuck yes, I realized her pussy juices on the panties were now on my cock and also mixed with my cum in her panties. So hot.I had just made another creamy mess of her panties. I came.