“Wait, what are doing,” Dale asked.“I can’t very well wear these home Dale. The front of both pair is wet and sticky with my cum. It will st...in my shorts, and then mom will see.”“Oh, yeah. Okay, I will tell you what we’ll do. I will loan you a pair of my mom’s panties to wear home. You can give them back to me tomorrow. Just don’t cum in them.”So he opened another dresser drawer and took out a pair of white nylon panties, similar to the ones he was wearing. He handed them to me. As I. Keith had been watching this whole thing taking place before him. He had always been a voyeur, and got off many a time watching couples sneak out behind the dumpster at the restaurant he worked at to have sex. So naturally, he couldn't resist unzipping his own pants and jerking off. Keith's cock was skinnier by far than Nick's, but was a sizeable 7 inches that he was still proud of. Dropping his shorts to the ground beneath him, careful not to get them in the fire or in Nick & Jerri's way, he. “Perfect,” she whispered, and squirted some lube into my crack, “then I don’t need to stretch you out.” Two strong green hands grabbed my shoulders, and a pain the likes of which I’ve never felt before shot into my rectum. My eyes flashed open and trembled in their sockets, my knuckles turned white against the table’s edge, and my mouth gaped wide, but no sound came out. My back curved into an arch so deep it hurt, but it was all I could do in the wake of the agonizing penetration I was. Instinctively I lifted my pettis, as I did not want to mess them, as well. I completely soaked my panties and I knew mistress would be furious.Now it was my turn to be beside myself and Justine giggled, and asked me what the problem was but she obviously knew. I finally told her and she giggled some more. "Its okay", she said, "I think you're pretty too." "I'm glad I excited you." She put her finger in the corner of her mouth and said, "I was also wondering what it would be like if we kissed.".