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Panty Test
"I brought new panties today!"
"Shall I model them?" I inquired in a seductive way
My lover's taut body was draped across the bed
Yet, he rose in attention for what I said
Darting to the bathroom with no rush to emerge
He groaned in impatience; control on the verge
Minutes elapsed before I made my grand reveal
Posed in the doorway to gauge his appeal
Instantly, his eyes feasted upon my naked breasts
Aroused nipples hardened against my silent protests
I asked if he approved of what I was wearing
His silent gaze upon my crotch left me feeling daring
With ease, my fingers traced the seam of black lace
Disappearing beneath that camouflaged, secret place
Stroking my pussy once, then twice
I reveled in being naughty instead of nice
It was a sneaky tactic for which I felt no shame
Yet, I wanted his participation in this "touching" game
Walking to him with an intentionally, slow stride
He rose from the bed with eagerness he couldn't hide
Once again, I was greedy to play the tease
"Answer my question, then you'll get what you please."
Ignoring my command, he roughly grasped my hand
On his bulging erection, it did land
Unable to suppress, I exhaled a soft hiss
My stunning reaction, he opted not to dismiss
"Perhaps this answers the question that you seek?"
He didn't wait for me to speak
In a heartbeat, the panties hit the floor
My agenda not important anymore
Call it weak submission, or what you will
Who could retreat from a sexual thrill?
"Shall I model them?" I inquired in a seductive way
My lover's taut body was draped across the bed
Yet, he rose in attention for what I said
Darting to the bathroom with no rush to emerge
He groaned in impatience; control on the verge
Minutes elapsed before I made my grand reveal
Posed in the doorway to gauge his appeal
Instantly, his eyes feasted upon my naked breasts
Aroused nipples hardened against my silent protests
I asked if he approved of what I was wearing
His silent gaze upon my crotch left me feeling daring
With ease, my fingers traced the seam of black lace
Disappearing beneath that camouflaged, secret place
Stroking my pussy once, then twice
I reveled in being naughty instead of nice
It was a sneaky tactic for which I felt no shame
Yet, I wanted his participation in this "touching" game
Walking to him with an intentionally, slow stride
He rose from the bed with eagerness he couldn't hide
Once again, I was greedy to play the tease
"Answer my question, then you'll get what you please."
Ignoring my command, he roughly grasped my hand
On his bulging erection, it did land
Unable to suppress, I exhaled a soft hiss
My stunning reaction, he opted not to dismiss
"Perhaps this answers the question that you seek?"
He didn't wait for me to speak
In a heartbeat, the panties hit the floor
My agenda not important anymore
Call it weak submission, or what you will
Who could retreat from a sexual thrill?
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