I know yours. It’s panty-philia, isn’t it?” Her mismatched eyes twinkled as she grinned.“You’ve got me.”“What type of panties?”“All ...ypes.”“But what are your favorites? Which ones did Mom have that really got ya going?”I laughed. “Your mother had all sorts. But the ones she knew would get to me every time were her vintage fifties-style panties. They were like gossamer, see-through, and she always wore them with a garter and stockings.”A vivid memory of Soraya at the kitchen sink in a mid calf. As much as I get off on her fucking other men, I do enjoy knowing that my cock still satisfies her. “It got really hard quickly, after he came in my mouth he was ready to fuck my pussy almost instantly.” She took another drink and then smiled as she replayed the session in her head.“He came in your mouth and your pussy?” I asked excitedly. “Yup!” she grinned. “Don’t worry, after he fucked me I made him slowly pull out to keep all of his cum in me. Then I put on my latex thong to hold it in so. I'm going to suck every last drop of sperm out of these perfect balls.I take my time sucking this magical cock, using lots of spit, slobbering up and down the shaft, licking the big smooth balls, moaning loudly as I begin to deepthroat. With some coaxing, I'm able to take the entire shaft down my gullet, until I feel those hot balls resting on my chin. My eyes begin to water to the point of crying, and I'm gagging for sure. But I don't stop. I move my hands from my wet cunt up to my huge. When she did not go to school the next day I enquired at her house only to learn that she had had a slight temperature the previous night .I became depressed at the prospect of not seeing her for a few days but I was proved wrong.That evening she came again, this time in a short skirt with floral patterns and a black top. She behaved normally. We were about to start the game when a classmate of hers came to ask her about some homework at school. Since my flat was on the first floor, she leaned.