The little cotton knickers filled the monitor screen, and Jim lusted as he stared with fascination and delight at them. Mature sex She hadn’t finished yet, and Jim just kept on filming, thinking to himself how many times he would be able to jerk himself off to this bit of tape in the months to come. He thought he knew the girl’s father by sight, and he was a very big bloke – certainly big enough to make mincemeat of him if he got caught. These were his second favourite panties, because he knew which houses he had got them from, and exactly who had been wearing them. The outline of her labia was clearly visible through the thin, wet cotton fabric, and between her labia Jim could see the entrance to Katy’s vagina. Nobody was safe from the thefts in the middle of the night.
