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Thursday, 21 August 2014
The joy of slinky satin
It is never a good idea to restrict the ability of a man to slip your panties down ladies, to slip them down a little, a little more, down to mid thigh perhaps, then all the way down and over your eagerly pointing toes...can't you just feel them slithering off? But that is not the end of them, now the slippery satin is against your cheek, is that cold or wet? It is sometimes hard to tell, but the aroma is unmistakably your own. He lets them trail across your face, your open mouth, your velvet tongue and now you taste as well as smell. But if you should forget, in your eagerness to dress, and put them on before your stockings, he will have no choice but to unhook the stockings and then...PING! Ouch! OH! OH! My eye!