On warm weekends she often wore just a T-shirt and panties around the house. I watched as she slipped a very sheer cami on and tried to decide on whic... panties to wear. Finally she turned, her cami came down to just below her navel and her dark nipples resembled Hershey's kisses. Her gorgeous swollen pussy smiled up at me. She'd shaved and looked baby smooth, her swollen lips hot and bulging."Oh lover," she held up two pair of panties. "Which do you think?"The one pair was little more than a. “You didn’t let them use that probe, did you, Peter?” Shannon softly asked as our NIS student stopped to talk with for a moment.“Oh, yeah, and unlike Mike ... I blew a powerful load, which landed all the way up on my chin after that thing pressed on my prostate gland,” Peter embarrassingly replied.“Gawd, I’m sorry that happened, Pete,” Elizabeth said as she moved to give our former elementary school classmate a hug.“If I wasn’t so embarrassed about cumming on myself ... Damn! I really enjoyed. Jason was fairly sure she was planning on some sort of surprise but he had been unable to get anything out of her. While he did feel like there wasn’t something quite right in making his girlfriend make her own way to his house, he did have to concede it really wasn’t all that far.Jason was actually feeling a little nervous at the prospect of having sex with Emma; not that he didn’t want to - far from it! His nerves were more stemming from the fact that he wasn’t sure it was something that was. It was easy, really. At first, I hadn’t had any intention of meeting up with him. We’d get each other off in chat rooms but that was it. It had progressed slowly, from conversations and orgasms to more urgent fantasies, fantasies involving us, fantasies that we had the power to make a reality. He was convincing. Very convincing. And now we were there. Well, I was. He’d disappeared, left me to sweat. I knew my pussy was wet, even though I could barely move my legs. I could feel the dampness.