I askedMother, "Couldn't you tell which panties belonged to whom by the size andthe style?" Connie's sister, Debbie, is only 10, and is still wearing ...heDisney princess days of the week cotton panties. It seemed obvious to mewho owned which panties. Connie's panties were similar to Tammy's, mostlycotton, but a few really feminine ones. Connie asked me which were myfavorites, and when I was done monogramming, she had me fashion them forher, to make sure I monogrammed them properly. Connie,. Denim skirt, pink designer panties and red lipstick. Blonde wig, heavy makeup and an all black t shirt. I remembered and made sure to shave close as possible the night before so I could ready myself quick as possible. My friend Matt was knocked out on the couch as I looked through the hallway touching myself. Oddly enough he's never had sex before and I've never had sex with a man. In a sense we would be taking each others virginity if I or him didn't completly freak each other out. As scared. Her legs buckled slightly while she gasped when he grabbed the front of her dress. Then with a hard jerk he literally tore it from her trembling body. "W-what are you going to do to me?" she moaned. "What do you want me to do?" he retorted as his eyes bulged while drinking in her nearly naked beauty. Standing there shaking in just her bra and panties she shivered while absentmindedly taking his pulsating manhood into her small hand. "That's what I hoped you'd say," he laughed while using his. "Do you mind if we sit here?" A male voiced asked, "Take advantage of your windbreak?"I opened my eyes and looked toward the voice. Right at the chubby groin of a woman of about 50. The round of her belly fell into the bump of flesh just above a neatly trimmed grey-brown strip of pubic hair. My gaze raised, along with my cock, to the large, pendulous breasts. They must've been at least an E cup, with enormous, pinky-brown nipples. The face above, when I made it that far, was healthily tanned.