"What should I do to him, sweet baby?" Megan asked in her sexiest voice. "Or what should I let him do to me?" I think you should finish his blow job,"...I said, which was honestly something I wanted to see. "And I think you should let him fuck your face...and then let him cum on it." A quick look to the guy told me that I had read his mind. Then, to her: "Does that sound okay?" Only if he fucks me good and cums a lot," Megan replied just before giving his half-erect penis a long, wet lick.The guy. There is something about the way that a pair of panties clings to a woman's hips and ass that is just so erotic to me. Not to mention the fact that all day long those sexy undergarments are caressing a woman's most intimate area. The soft fabric nestled against her pussy, absorbing her scent...So the first sexual experience I had involving panties was actually with a pair of my cousin Linda's bikini bottoms. She and her family came in from Kansas and were staying with us for two weeks one. Meanwhile, Amelia was busy taking in the subtle signals being made by his lips and flickering tongue. The very harshness of his kiss was revealing. Amelia could tell that he was trying to communicate something to her. The subtle confessions of lips, of sighs, of strongly gripping fingers; all of these signals were saying one thing, that he enjoyed pain! If that was the case, Amelia thought to herself, then he probably also secretly enjoyed being dominated by a powerful female. And that was. This was not a unusual thing, he would often get called out in the middle of the night, it is like there is only one homicide detective in town, well, one good one anyway.He held the phone to his ear, quickly grabbing a notepad and pen on the side table, scribbling down the address, “ok, that’s not far from here” and with that said he hung up the phone.He did not bother to shower, just put his pants and shirt on from just three hours ago, poured some coffee into the canteen, as he did so, he.