My first girlfriend always enjoyed wearing bikini's which were mostly white and the material was shiny (silky, nylon, satin) which drove me insane. Wh...never we fooled around, she always kept her panties on so I could rub my hands all over her panty ass as we were having sex. The thrill of touching her silky panties was like a feeling I never had experienced before and definitely didn't want to lose. However, all good things come to an end and we parted ways a few years later.For the next 15. Rob couldn't help but see the lust in my eyes. He smiled as he slid between the sheets. He ducked under the sheet and put a liplock on my nipple. He kept sucking on one tit, then on the other. Every time his lips carresed my nipples, my pussy would tingle. My puss was wet enough for his fingers to slip right in. Rob had two fingers in my pussy and his thumb on my clit. He was working my cunt like a pro. It didn't take him to long to bring me to my first orgasm of the morning. I wanted him to go. I remember whispering this to Natasha but she said to leave it all to him and I did not say much more about it. As I tried to look in her eyes, she assured me that she will get him convinced for the idea and she was sure, he would enjoy it very much as a surprise gift for his birthday. I cuddled Natasha closer to me. Next day, I called Natasha and told her of having invited Scot to come and stay a few days for a very private dinner and drinks party at a log cabin in the mountain area borrowed. He was STILL at it. Is this what it feels like to be fucked to death? she thought. This was her last coherent thought. She became a bundle of raw emotion. She hugged him to her breasts with her arms, held him inside of her with her legs, and covered everything she could reach with her kisses. She felt something building inside her abdomen, It felt like she was going to fart, but it kept building. She felt like she was going to blow up. Then, mercifully. It DID. It tore a scream from her throat.