I liked that feeling of nylonagainst my skin, but I just thought it was wrong for boys to wear theirmother's panties. Hell, it's just plain wrong for ...anyone to wear anyoneelse's panties. What am I saying? Boys shouldn't be wearing girls pantiesever, but 'that ship has already sailed,' as my mother would say.So you're probably wondering where I got the girl's cotton pantiesanyways. Yeah, that's a good question. I found my first pair in the lostand found clothing at the school. I had lost a knit. I said ok and asked her to come and dance with me. She agreed and we both went to floor and started to dance everyone are looking at us because of our age difference. I said its ok and take her to the corner and we are dancing i asked her to see into my eyes and dance. She is not good in dance but she is doing well. While dancing i slowly wrapped her waist with one hand and caught her hand with the other. She did not object and continuing. I was feeling good and i started to move my hand on her. He looked at her, their faces very close to each other.She kissed him softly on the lips and he kissed her back, she could still taste herself on his tongue and that made it even more special. They kept on kissing for a small while, while she was softly touching and stroking him.She felt it going harder in her grip and moved it faster and faster, all of sudden he started to move his hips and she got a little bit of a fright and she let him go. He gave her a bewildered look and tried to get. I could hear light footsteps coming down the stairs. Jenny turned the corner. "Well about time!" She was Carter's age, but you could see she had had some work done. Her face was all stretched, she was wearing a ton of make up and all pink clothes. Her hair was dyed platina blond... She looked terrible! I could imagine she was a beautiful lady when she was younger, but time had not been kind. BUT the one thing she did have was massive tits. She was wearing a pink tight training suit, like the.