Spunk soiled panties -

He was the perfect gentleman, holding back his orgasm so I could be pleasured for longer. We stopped for a short breather, then I leaned against the tree behind us. John rubbed and sucked my tits and ran his hand down my stomach and was met with the sticky mess of my soaked cunt lips. It was only then that I fell in I was by now almost completely naked in a public park, bottomless with my blouse and bra pulled up. I had been so turned on I could not even remember when I had lost my skirt. Although it was dark and we had seen nobody, the thrill of the possibility of some late night stroller finding me added even more to the excitement.

I bent over and John entered me from behind again. Again he fucked me hard and fast and I clamped my cunt muscles around his cock as he drilled me from behind. Soon I had yet another orgasm. Not having had a lover for a while, it occurred to me as John's breathing began to quicken that I might not have taken my pill for a day or two. I anxiously told him that he must not come inside me. I think this must have been too much for him, because almost straight away he pulled out and I felt his warm jism pump all over my ass and the top of my legs (another pair of stockings ruined). He was groaning while he pumped for ages, emptying the entire contents of his swollen balls all over me.

When he'd finished, I decided he must indeed be the perfect gentleman because he used what I thought was his handkerchief to clean the jism off me. Then I realized perhaps he was not the perfect gentleman, the cheeky bastard had taken my panties out of my bag and was using them! The kinky sod didn't even give them back, he put my spunk soiled panties in his pocket to keep as a memento.