I pull you to me again, kissing you deeply. I run my hands down your back to your ass, pulling you to me very closely. I lift your skirt up, exp...sing those frilly panties. I slide my hands inside your panties, taking a cheek in each hand. I gently rub each cheek, sliding down your panties as I go. You kick out of your panties allowing me to roam more freely. I slowly lower myself down to my knees, lifting your skirt, and smelling your fragrance. I bring you down alongside. Some deliciously provocativepersonal lingerie. Do you have any? Have you shopped at Victoria'sSecret or Frederick's of Hollywood, for example?"I had, at both, in fact. I'd always taken advantage of their pre-Valentine's Day 'Men's' sales, those specific well-advertised hours whenmen are urged to come in to buy scanties for their beloved women. Nofear of embarrassment then, that the sales staff will smirk, thinkingthe purchaser means to wear them himself, that he's a pervert or. “I said thank you for fixing that. Still, you agreed you'd stay in your room and let me work today!” Claire exclaimed, her timbre going heavy with approaching tears. Her elaborations were interrupted by the characteristic chime of her faculty's outlook web application. “Eek,” she shrieked. “It's the questions. Now get lost before I completely lose it!”Christopher turned around and suppressed the '...what's already happened weeks ago' he had on his lips. Instead, he gave her a cold, loveless. It was the first time he saw the red lacy bra on her that he had sent as a gift for her birthday.His mouth opened as she unbuttoned her jeans and seductively slipped them down over her hips without saying a single word. As the jeans fell to the ground he could see the matching panties that he had also sent. His eyes were fixated on her body as she stood in front of him.Jolene smiled, knowing that Greg enjoyed her surprise. She hadn't mentioned the set to him since she had received it. She could.