“I can’t get enough,” I moaned, smelling her panties making my pussy gush.
“Do they still smell nice?”
“So good,” I answered.
“Can I, can I keep them?” I asked, sniffing and sniffing.
“You may keep them,” she smiled.
“Thank you,” I said, putting some in my mouth to suck out her cum while still smelling them.
“I have to go,” she said, “I am meeting Jane for a movie.”
“Okay,” I said, as I remained on my bed with her panties in my mouth and pressed against my nose.
“Have fun,” she said.
“You too,” I said, collapsing on my back, moving one hand to my pussy and holding the panties with the other.
“I’ll have a new pair for you when I get home,” she said.
“Thank you, thank you,” I repeated, entranced by her scent and taste.
She laughed softly as she left.
As I lay there alone, I said to myself as another orgasm rose quickly through me, “God, I love panties.”
THE END
