purple panties for Peter Blue Pants

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This was written a few years ago for one of my first Lit fans, A Scotsman named Peter Blue Pants.

empty corner office
- oh no -
 bosses office
 giant windows granting half London the view

 I'm reposed
upon the desk legs languid
 splayed
I give you
 a grin
 "Hi,"
From my position
you can see my glistening
everything.

You know exactly how much I want you to act upon whatever is in your head.

...please
I'm ready,
so very ready
for you...
You stand in your paralysis
easily
I slide my hand across my thigh
to my soft and shiny pussy
dip my finger inside and move
in around ushering
pleasure I do
My head falls back
 breath is heavy nipples entirely
 through my shirt. I pull drippy
fingers from my juicy cooch
hold them
up to you.
"Taste it "


sitting in front of you, boots on, legs spread
 see my tiny panties clinging
to my cooch. you  can't reach me
 in the conference room
on the table behind
a locked glass door
 you can see me
you see me really well
my pussy in the purple
 panties pushing against the fabric
you see the outline
 the shape, the color of my
skin though the thin fabric
you see me see you
you see me getting wet
you watch  the panties become
 see through
wetter and wetter as I get
more and more turned
you watching me
 you can't stand it
makes you crazy
causes a crisis
you open the door
lay down
your head between my legs
you smile
you say Hi
 run your tung
across the tight damp fabric
you pull it with your teeth
sucking the juice from the delicate
mesh with a wild flourish
you rip with
your teeth the tiny delicate
 garment
from my body there it is
my pussy
open and pulsing
dripping
just for you
you take a tung swipe at it
the flavor settles
my thighs quiver
 encouragement
 swab it again
 a relishing clitty suck in process
I call your name
 penis so crazed now

something must be done

drop trau swing around
dick in my face
mmm

open my gob to slurp you in
my tung snake-like
 encircles your shaft
 you lick and suck
 slurp my cunt

OOOOOh yes!

cock falls out
my mouth
lands between  breasts
I lick your balls
 you fuck them
mmm baby ooooh
you swing around again
 kiss me with your pussy flavored mouth
slipping your dick inside

oooH so deeeeepPERRRRRRRRR!

you fuck me hard with your monster cock
 I scream to the ether

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