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My boyfriend, Allen, is a man’s man. Let’s get that straight from the start. He rides a Harley and he scoops me up in his big strong arms like I’m light as a feather (which I’m not…let’s get that straight from the start, too).So it was a big stretch for me to ask my masculine lover to slip into a pair of silk panties just for me. It was a secret fantasy I’d harbored for years but had Escort Beşevler never found the courage to ask a man to do. Allen was special, though, and I wanted him to be the one to parade around in my panties.”Allen, will you wear these for me?” I said, holding up my favorite pair of panties. At first, he thought I was joking and he laughed in my face. But when Escort Çankaya he saw the tears roll down my cheeks he realized I was serious.”Just this once,” I said. “I promise…unless you like it.”Allen sighed. “You know I’d do anything for you, Renee.” He pulled his black tee shirt over his head and tossed it onto the floor. His nipples were Cebeci escort bayan hard and I couldn’t wait to stroke them.Allen unbuckled his pants. They fell around his ankles revealing a pair of boring white cotton briefs.”Sweetie,” I said. “I promise you’ll love how these feel on you.” Allen looked at me, looked at the panties and rolled his eyes around in his head.”If you say so,” he said and his bland underwear soon joined the pile of clothes on the floor.I rubbed the silk panties against Allen’s cheek, teasing him with their silky softness. “They do feel smooth,” he said. He slipped his right leg then his left into the pair of panties.Right away I noticed something unusual.

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