Everyday since Sunday, I’ve had a quiet moment and dirty panties. One thing leads to another, and the panties are in my face and my cock is hard. I take deep long whiffs, getting to know every drop of sweat and discharge. Her panties pale in comparison to the real thing, but they still smell like heaven. I wrap them around my cock and stroke furiously. I imagine her wearing them, sweating at work, sticking and hiking up into wedgies. I think about how warm and damp they must have been when she finally peeled them off at the end of the day. I’ve been laying them out on the bed so the gusset is wide open, ready for me to soak. I pump so much cum on these used panties and my cock twitches thinking about her wearing the cummed panties. I want her to wear my loads so bad. I’m obsessed!