Does anyone else have a favourite fantasy of mine to be in the office daydreaming about worn panties when the secretary comes in and almost reads your mind. She asks if you are thinking about her dirty panties and when you reply that you are, she just lifts her skrt and takes of her damp, sweaty, smelly pantes that she has had on all morning, swivels around your chair and stuffs thenm in your mouth. as you start to gag, you can taste and smell her beautiful fanny and arse scents and she keeps you like that for half an hour or so, suddenly takes them out and leaves. Then what do you do, wash your face or keep that smell on you all afternoon?

David
northern admirer