This caused her legs to open slightly and her skirt to ride right up revealing a V of silky white satin panty.‘Just a tasteful glimpse, ‘ she thought to herself and smiled when ‘baldy’ got another clip across the ear, and she, a baleful glare from his missus.She alighted from the stool with dignity however, straightened the hem of skirt, (she thought about straightening the seams of her stockings but that would be too much) picked up her purse and strode confidently across the room, heels click-clacking on the polished wooden floor.The Chelmsford Stalker had not missed the panty-peek and in fact probably would have ejaculated into his underpants if she had kept it up much longer. Not that it would have affected his libido; he seemed to be almost constantly erect and capable of sex immediately after finishing off. How many times had he fucked that last bitch? At least eight? ‘They moan that they don’t want to and that it hurts but they want it. All the sluts want it!’ he thought.‘She. It was incredible but also painful to see, knowing I couldn’t touch her. I could never admit to fancying her, to desiring her, to wanting to tear her clothes off. What if she laughed at me? Told everyone I was a raving dyke? Though can you even be a lesbian if you’ve never had sex with anyone, man or woman? I could smell the light scent of soap coming from her skin and whenever she moved her head, her long dark hair brushed the back of my neck. The monster reappeared and I gasped, grabbing hold of Amanda with my arm and holding her tightly, not looking at the screen. “Sorry,” I said, letting go of her and peering anxiously up at her face. To my surprise she smiled back at me. “It’s okay. You know what always helps me when I’m scared of films like this?” “What’s that?” “Wait there.” She jumped up. I felt an ache of disappointment at the lack of contact but she returned a second later with a huge blanket, draping it over both of us and pulling me back towards her, holding me in place.
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