Discussing nightwear in an earlier post, I said Bunbun had chosen a demure cotton gown to wear after correctly observing my nonverbal cues that they’d be no sex that night.

That was a rare case. Most nights, I want to make love. Or fuck. Or both.

On a night like that, she wears lingerie chosen to make me wet.

Discussing nightwear in an earlier post, I said Bunbun had chosen a demure cotton gown to wear after correctly observing my nonverbal cues that they’d be no sex that night.

That was a rare case. Most nights, I want to make love. Or fuck. Or both.

On a night like that, she wears lingerie chosen to make me wet.

I don’t tell her specifically what to wear. It’s up to her to properly read my mood and dress accordingly.

Usually something black, flimsy and see-through.

For some reason, lord knows why, her frilly panties keep ending up in her mouth before the night is over

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