Ironically, I don't like the absence of panties UNLESS my ladies are wearing sheer pantyhose...then ABSOLUTELY LOVE to see and taste pussy through the...sheer nylon fabric. mmmmm). Unable to behave, I immediately reached down and began fondling myself through my slacks, catching my cock midway UP as it began to spring to life.We continued to chat and she slid forward in her seat, her skirt riding up over her stocking tops as she uncrossed her legs, spreading them wider to give me a very clear. When we reached her house, her parents were packing their bags, they were in a hurry.After Reshma introduced me, her parents told me that one of their relatives was on deathbed, and so they will have to rush to see him, they said me to take care of Reshma.Her parents left in a hurry, it was already night time, we both were watching tv and suddenly there was a blackout, electricity got out, and there was darkness in full house.Reshma, had a phobia of darkness, she instantly hugged me tightly,. "I stand back up and face my father's friend. "Grandpa? I don't understand. What does Jesus have to do with my panties being too tight?" Come close dear. Something weird. Spread your legs for me. There you go."He reaches out and puts his hand between my legs and kind of cups my vagina through my white panties. He feels around with his palm, rubbing the lips with his fingers and even pushes into me through the cotton material. He feels me underneath. Wow."You're wet there, honey. Did you know. For now, just know that this makes no difference to me. We'll take good care of you while you get all fat. I wanted to watch Angelina grow in the womb, but I couldn't. Maybe I can watch yours get big?"I laughed a nervous laugh. "Nobody ever asked me if they could watch my belly swell up," I said.She grinned. "And you give me the word and Charlie will go get this guy, wherever he is, and drag him to face you, kicking and screaming, if necessary."That image horrified me. I shook my head. "Won't.