Just when he thought he would not be able to stand it any longer, Judy took a step into the room."I knew you've been abusing my dirty panties for year..., you naughty boy. I just thought I'd never catch you at it. Back when you were a teenager visiting with all Carol's friends I'd always find a pair of my dirty panties filled with cum that obviously didn't belong to me. I wasn't sure which one of her friend's had left me those little presents until you started dating Carol and I would find a pair. In the shop area, which housed three regulation pool table, except for the lights over the pool tables it was dark. I walked calmly to the former sales counter, which had become a stand up bar. The bartender stared at me without saying a word. The smell of testosterone, gasoline, and stale sweat filled the air. I realized that the bartender was challenging me with his silence."What you got on draft?" I avoided sounding either butch or submissive. I made it as neutral as I could."Well, we ain't. 5 lund ubho thai gayo hato tene kahyu ke me to dudh payu have mare taru dudh pivu che ane tene maru pent ane chadi utari ane maro lund modhama lai ne chusva lagi aa maro pahelo anubhav hato tethi hu khub exite thai gayo hato tene mane kahyu ke tene hubby no lund fakt 5 no j che ane patlo che ane te tene jor jor thi chusva lagi pachi me kahyu ke mare pani pivu che to tene zadap thi potani salvar ane nikar kadhi nakhyo ane mane kahe ke pi le tare pivu hoy aetlu me paheli vakhat koi stri ni piki. With freshly shaven, soft and silky legs, I walked into Derek’s work with a smug look on my face. Since he was a manager at a bike shop, he had the ability to wander his store and had a bit of free time. I spotted him leaning over a work order, him concentrating hard on it. “Figured I’d stop in to say hi while running a few errands” I said in a bored voice, tossing my blonde hair to the side, with my other hand on my hip. The look on my Derek’s face when he looked up from his work counter was.