By looking at the size of it, it looked like janki’s used panty, it was white in color with a smooth material and had those typical yellow stains on...it. When I took it in the hand I felt my dick growing out of it’s size, I took a sniff of her panties and damn it had a beautiful aroma of a girl’s wetness.I decided to take it to the room and use it for a bit of fun. So I went to my friend’s room and locked the room in a way that I thought that it was locked but it was not :/. So I got completely. "How about you? You can get a little more comfortable if you want" Leroy told Karen.That is okay. My bra is cutting into me a little but I am used to it." Karen says."Why don't you just take your bra off"? Leroy asked."Well my husband does not want me to show off my breast in public. " Karen saysThat it blame the husband I chuckled."I can take it off when I wear the cheer leading outfit if you don't mind my breast sagging in your outfit." Karen said."Not at all. Not at all" Leroy replied.Karen. . . you know you can tell me if you want.’ She laid her head on his chest and he held her tightly, inhaling the soft scent of coconut that he always associated with her. ‘I know.’ The phone call had been from his father. The father that had wanted nothing to do with him while he grew up, but had suddenly had an urge to reconcile once Dom had hit the NHL—and a lucrative contract. He barely knew his half-siblings, wasn’t sure he could pick them out of a crowd without pictures. There was no. She then looked straight into my eyes, smiled at me, and slowly but continuously, using the lube from my shaft, slid a finger into my ass, curving it forward and starting to massage my prostate. I had some knowledge of the action, had read on prostate stimulation, but had never experienced it, and it was like a bypass on my usual sexual function, and I was shaking with pent up excitement. She was very much in control and just when I was about to climax, she stopped all motion and I slowly sunk.