You take hold of my hand and guide my fingers to the top part. You slide them just under the material and explain there's an extra layer on these pant...ies, front and back, a pocket of sorts. My fingers are now surrounded by the material on all sides. You’re watching my face so you see when I fully understand the significance. They are like a panty pussy, with an opening for my cock.You then guide me to lay on the bed, as you roll over and climb on top of me. You lean forward to kiss me, running. I wasn’t a bad lookin’ dude; I got my share of dates. I earned fairly good grades and Lettered in tennis. I liked music too, that’s one thing Sheryl and I had in common. We were both in the school choir and I played trumpet in the band. Paul liked sports, Sheryl and I enjoyed music. However, one thing we all had in common was our age. We all turned 17 years old the summer before our Senior year. A year that turned out to be one of the best in my life. I don’t like to think of myself as a. Ted chuckled and caught her up in his arms and carried her up the steps and into their bedroom where is deposited her on their bed. It didn't take any time at all for his to shed his clothes and join her. She reached for him eagerly and forced him onto his back. She then threw a leg over his and hovered over him for a moment. He saw the devilish grin on her face as she murmured, "Get ready for a wild ride, lover."She reached down and grasped his erect and throbbing phallus. Holding it upright. Thoree daar baad maina anjan ban kar kaha, didi neecha sa kuch chub raha hai, ya kaya hai or achanak maina apna hath didi ki chote noni par rakh deya, to aik dam mai chonk gaya (sub acting) Maina poocha ya kaya hai, to didi hans pari or mara land par hath rakh kar boli jo ya hai, maina kaha magar ap to girl ho, vo boli bus chup ho ja kisee ko batana mat plz, acha didi magar ya hai kaya mujha dekho na, toon be na chotaa… Didi plz or maina didi ki noni pakar li, acha ruk, phir didi na mujha.