The first time I caught my brother sniffing my panties I was in shock. While he sat on my bed, I stood at the doorway and just watched his odd behavior. However, one day I decided in all my cockiness to confront him about his panty sniffing ways. Boy, was he shocked! He jumped up ten feet into the air as I shouted out his name. I could not hold back my chuckle as I exposed him.  He was a fetish phone sex loving panty boy! Although I had him by the balls, I wanted to have my way with him.

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I let him go on his way, informing him that I would be telling my father. A few days went by, and I kept the secret to myself, though. That was until the day him and I was home alone again. In he walked into his room. I sat on his bed, my panties already soaking wet in my own juices. I had been edging for the last hour. He stopped and stared, letting his jaw drop to the ground. I taunted him, knowing he wanted to taste my pussy. Better yet, he wanted to feel my wet panties.

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I run my fingers through the front of his hairline and snail trail my pussy over his lips. I am going to ride his willing face suffocating him in my drenched panties. There is no way that he could satisfy me with that little pee pee though. Once I see it I cannot stop laughing at him. I pull the drenched panties off and force him to put them on. Then continue to grind his face till I cum. My brother is only allowed to rub the outside of his panties like a little pussy as he fills my panties.

I can hardly contain my satisfaction.

I own him.

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