...I don't know what happened, I just put a little of that cologne and I thought of placing it on my wrist and behind my ears, I don't know why but I ...elt compelled to wear some lingerie under my trousers.I went to school and I don't know why I was checking the package on my friends and colleagues, and fancying the girl clothes....On the next day I kept using the cologne but today I could not help my self and I wore my sister's panties to school. My friends laughed on the swing of my hips and. ” John’s hand slid down to Libby’s hip, sliding in that awkward my-wrist-won’t-turn-that-way manner his fingertips just able to touch her mound. Libby loved the tingle she felt as he reached for her, enjoyed the struggle he went through, the desire he showed as he reached for her. He wanted to touch her, to caress her, to feel her wetness but at the same time the thought of pulling his chest away from her, to lose the feeling of her hardening nipples against his bare chest was almost. “I’m kind of surprised that you’re not drinking coffee.” I said as I popped the last piece of pancake into my mouth. “I still don’t like the taste of it.” “Oh. Look we need to talk about last night.” “Yes, we do.” She got up and walked over to me and stood next to me. She put her hand on my shoulder, and I turned to face her. When I turned around she sat down straddling my lap and looked into my eyes. She leaned down and started to kiss me. “No, we can’t do this.” I said as I grabbed her. Margaretwriggled her tongue on it, sending spasming waves of intense pleasurecoursing through Patty's body. Then she took the swollen clit directlybetween her lips, sucking hard, puckering her cheeks on it, as if itwere a tiny cock."Suck me, suck me!" Patty gasped. By now the blonde's face was a maskof insatiable fuck need. "Ungggh! Put your fingers in again! Oh, shit,my cunt's so wet! My pussy needs to cum!"Again Margaret straightened her fingers, gooshing them into theclasping interior of.