She had short strawberry red hair and freckles on a delightful face."You're magnificent," I said. My comment was muted, said unintentionally, just an ...honest acknowledgment slipping out when not expected.She gave me a shy smile, and there was a passive twinkle in her beautiful eyes. I waited until I saw her relax with her hands falling open by her side and the tension lines in her face disappearing. I slowly walked to her, watching her eyes widen and tension return to her face as she stared. Besides, I knew he didn’t mean any harm, and I didn’t want his apology. “Yeah, yeah, less talking and more fighting.”We circled a few times before he came at me, lightning fast, with a slash at my midsection. I jumped back and parried a backslash, and then lost myself in the rhythm of the fight. There was no question he was better than me – he always had been, and I hadn’t practiced in far too long – but he didn’t go too easy on me, forcing me to move, to block, to dodge, right to my limits. I. I would like to say though that I never once took my mothers underwear, as I never had the urge to, I know from talking to other panty guys that a lot did but it wasn't my cup of tea so I stuck to cousin's panties as far as family members went! My panty fetish really took off when I was eleven and ejaculated for the first time. I was wearing a pair of satin bikini panties that I got from one of my friend's sister and was rubbing my myself and smelling a pair of panties from my cousin, white. "She's over halfway in, Barocca," Veronica gasped, looking up into Jeanne's flushed, passion-racked face. "How does it feel, Jeanne?" Like a red-hot poker is inside me. I can feel both of them in my guts." Dazed and shuddering in bliss, the dark-haired Jeanne jammed her ass back, her tight asshole gulping at Persia's cock. She rocked, delirious with joy as Persia's cock stretched her asshole even more.Barocca licked her lips jealously. Next time, she vowed to make taking Jeanne in the ass.