I slip them on
Thin gusset slips between lips
The press teasing me
Until I’m plump
Until my hand slips in to cup
Until my clit wakes up
And I have to have relief
I slip them on
Thin gusset slips between lips
The press teasing me
Until I’m plump
Until my hand slips in to cup
Until my clit wakes up
And I have to have relief
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I’ve had panties do that before. 🙂
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The pair I haveon currently are the source of this poem. They are comfortable in that spot apparently
The very best kind!
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Mmmhmmm
When I was younger, they were the last defense to be breached
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A gateway to rapture
the satin fortress….
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And housed within is something worth storming a castle for.
the conquering hero’s reward
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Indeed. I’d submit to a worthy conquerer.
🙂
You’re not the only one who gets “plump” at that thought.
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Meow!
Clearly I’m buying the wrong underwear.
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Panty shopping time for you!