I moved inside the bathroom. I could see her used dresses in laundry. I lifted those and found her fresh bra and panties. I could smell her beauty in ...it.I tasted the pussy area, it was like a sticky gel. I wore that panty and cummed in it. Fully. And relaxed myself in a nice shower and moved out.As I moved out, ramya rushed in to put all the clothes to laundry. I guess she sensed something fishy in the laundry area. I guess I was caught. But she didn’t spoke anything, both got ready and moved. I laugh, a musical laugh, gentle, playful, happy.My panties are cotton. I know many girls think they need to impress others with their panties; lace, satin, silk… But there is nothing quite so charming, quite so disarming, as the confidence that comes with feeling beautiful. Cotton, clean, white, cotton. My bra is satin, with delicate lace atop and a front clasp. Over all? An off-white satin slip. I smooth it down my torso, noting with approval the way it hugs my hips and chest.When I. Lustfully viewing Rebecca's nudity as she sat in front of the mirror, it seemed out of place that I should be viewing her nakedness while I was still fully dressed. She must have read my mind as she looked firmly in my direction and asked me to strip for her.Now both naked, she stood up and we embraced. My arms held her, and then my hands explored her delicious female curves, finding their way to her superbly rounded bum cheeks. We kissed passionately, and I relished the taste of red wine on. ‘Not really. You usually stick with a best friend because everyone does it but no one wants to admit it. Too gay.’ Roger said ‘And we never kiss each other.’‘Have you ever kissed a girl?’ I asked.‘Yes, tons of them. But only on their mouth, not where I just kissed you!’ he replied smugly.‘Cheeky little bastard.’ I said standing up ‘get in the bedroom.’Roger walked into the bedroom with me and I stripped off my body leaving me wearing my stockings, heels and a smile. Rogers’ cock was hard and I.