Cumming in my panties and pull them up
around noon, i decided to go upstairs and take a look at the faucet.
i walked into the laundry room and saw the dripping faucet.
i immediately knew they were erin's, because her mother was on the heavy side, so there was no way these little panties belonged to her.
as i fixed the faucet, the presence of those panties just kept coming into my mind.
i could resist the urge no longer, and walked over and looked at the panties.
i imagined what they would look like on her.
now with great respect, pull my panties down and i want you to bathe my crotch clean ...
i want you to clean all the sticky cum that oozes out and all the crusty cum that has dried on my pubic hairs."
it bothered me that they were having this effect on me, but i am a panty fetishist ... and could no longer resist the temptation to touch them. i touched them and immediately pulled my hand away. i walked away to finish the sink repair and felt an incredibly strong urge to go back to her cute little panties. there was some dried white stuff with a pubic hair stuck to it. my heart began to race as i touched the dried substance.