A standard hipster low-rise style, elastic band at the top. Meant to be comfy, but damn are they sexy. A bit bigger than I expected. She’s a thinner...woman, but these held some thickness. I look inside, the crotch. God damn, there’s a bit of a stain. Nothing too gross, just the slightest streak of residue. Discharge, dried pussy juice. Ok a bit gross, but not to me. I stuff my nose straight in, inhaling deeply. This is what my boss’s cunt smells like. These panties spent a whole day stuffed. "But Ben, this is home," Susan said, "It's Okay, they're gone. Turkwon't bother you again. I promise you that."Across the yard a man appeared at the door of the apartment whereBen was suddenly sure his mother was leading him. He wore a whitetank top, dirty jeans and leather strap-side boots. A chain hungfrom his belt and vanished into his back left pocket. The huge armsthat were folded over his massive chest were covered with tattoos,some of the professionally drawn, others, were clearly. Where Jane had beenstoring the gag perplexed Linda. Upon seeing Linda's expression misreadit and said, "Don't worry honey, I will make sure the gag strap marksdon't show through your makeup and I am not strapping you down to doanything permanent. Jane has clearly told me what I can and cannot do.Now you just sit there quietly and take a nap. In fact, here's a softblindfold for you. You have a long night ahead of you and we girls needsome beauty rest from time to time." With that she turned. She could not get enough as I latched onto her throbbing cunt and licked her slowly again and again.She was overjoyed with the amazing pleasure obtained from my careful loving touches, but now that she had delighted in the glories of sex, she was eager, more than eager, for much more. She had become almost mad for sex, crazy for sex, overpowered by her lust. She was burning up with the erotic sensations bombarding her from every sensory organ and thrashed about in her mindless passion.spicey.