By Mean Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
After a long night of babysitting heathens, I always bring a special surprise to the man who calls me his “dirty Lil pantie snatcher.” See, when the brats pass out for their naps, I sneak into their closet and dig to the bottom of their hampers.
He only likes the ones that have been worn, and the smaller, the better. So it’s our dirty Lil secret.
His Dirty Lil Panty Snatcher
After I’ve found a pair I know he’ll love, I stuff them in my backpack and finish my duties as the cool sitter and then skip on over to his house. I can see the anticipation on his face when I come in. He’s curious and excited, wondering what I’ll have brought him if anything at all.
We sit together in the dimly lit bedroom, and I open my backpack. I love to make him wait, his cock strains against his jeans, and like the addict he is, he rubs his hardon with the heel of his hand. “What did you bring me tonight, Krysta?” He asks with wide eyes scanning from my face to the open bag and back.
Slowly, I pinch the small scrap of cotton and reveal it to him little by little. A baby pink pair today with a popular cartoon character smiling in the front. He lets out a sound of approval, and I stretch them out between my fingers. “Aren’t they cute?” I ask, wiggling them in front of him. His head nods, and he tries to reach for them, but I snatch them away. “Such a small size, too,” I giggle.
“Please,” He rubs himself faster and is panting a little. Oh, how I love to watch him squirm for his dirty Lil pantie snatcher.
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410