A “Mom’s Panties” Panty Story

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The first time I ever jerked off was quite the awakening. I remember it clearly. Within a day or two of my first wet dream, yes I've had a couple, I was sorting laundry. I came across a pair of my mother's satin panties. Now these weren't the little things that show a lot of leg or ass. In fact they were big ol' briefs. Pink with lace trim around the waist. Holding them in my hand, I ran my fingers over the soft fabric thinking to myself where this special garment was worn. I began to chubb up, thinking...

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A Mother’s Discovery

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Arresting the Slide It is a natural condition that a predator doesn't always choose the prey. More often than not, the prey chooses itself, or rather, gets itself into a situation whereby its ultimate demise is assured. The individual predator that effects the eventual `kill' is merely that which fate has determined is the closest at the time. However, it would be fair to say that the theory loses its simplicity when humans are involved, because while the prey still chooses itself, more often than not, the predator has the wit and will to ensure that he is the one...

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