I had always had an 'underwear' fetish, and been going into my mom's panty drawer for years at this point. With all the turmoil of my parents divorce ...the urges combined with teem hormones seems non stop. It was not long before I was going through my cousins old things, wearing panties and stockings under my clothes on numerous occasions. I had snooped in my aunts drawers, but her staunch ways did not even allow for decent underwear, just big cotton things that were pretty much the same as guys. “I mean, the first movie isn’t for another ten minutes and Angelique is with her mother...”Miki grabbed my shoulders and forced me to spin around. “You kiss me silly,” she said in a strong accent.The accent made me smile, but my laugh was drowned out when Miki stood on her toes and mashed her lips against mine. She held on with desperate strength as she tried to suck the life out of me.My lungs were burning when she finally let me go. I gasped and inhaled deeply as she dropped her heels down to. He didn’t need telling twice, pushing his tiny cock away and rushing off in the direction of the bar. Then I stepped into the trees, pulled out my cock and gave a little cough. She jumped and turned before putting her hands on her hips, and saying “fuck man, you’re old, but you’ll do”. Then she turned, leaned against a tree, bent her knees and stuck her bum out. She moaned softly as I pulled the soft material aside and put both hands on her ass to pull her cheeks apart as I put my hard fat. Nach einiger Zeit verabschiedet sich die Familie und es bleiben nur Katarina und Günther und ihr Haus zurück. Günther beobachtet wie Katarina noch etwas aufräumt bevor sie ihm noch einen Kaffee anbietet. Er sieht wie sich ihre Oberweite gegen den Stoff ihres Kleides drückt und bekommt dabei unwillkürlich einen Steifen. ?Reiss dich am Riemen schließlich hat sie gerade ihren Mann begraben?, denkt Günther bei sich, da kommt Katarina auch schon mit dem Kaffee.Nachdem sie noch einige Zeit geredet.