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Chapter 50 by OldAugustine OldAugustine

What's next?

Time to have some fun (Gabi>99)

Jack stood alone in his room, his dick hard, and Beth's panties in his hand. They were normal white bikini style cotton panties. Nothing too fancy about them, probably because she didn't want anyone seeing them through the romper. Jack sat down on his bed and looked at the crotch of the panties, there was a slight tinge of yellow. He brought the crotch up to his nose to smell it. It smelt like a sweat and ass, but in a that awesome way that really turns a person on. The crotch was still a little damp when the fabric touched his nose.

Wait, what was he doing--Gabi's panties were still in his bag. Jack puts Beth's panties on his bed and walks over to his backpack. He takes out Gabi's scrunched up pink panties and smells them again. Gabi's cum had gotten a little crusty in the fabric. They smelled slightly different than Beth's thanks to what Jack did to her in the bathroom. He could smell a little of Gabi's perfume on them, a flowery kind smell. But it was still mostly sweat, maybe a little chemically. It was still intoxicating.

Jack took his pants off and lay back on his bed. He put Gabi's panties over his face. He licked and sucked on the crusty dried cum that Gabi had left for him. He stroked his cock with Beth's soiled panties, planning to make them even more soiled momentarily. His balls were still kind of blue from the very sensual day he had, the pressure couldn't hold much longer. He blew his load Beth's white panties. The fabric couldn't hold all the cum and some of it started seeping through to the other side.

He sat up breathing heavily, his hand still groping his shaft. He put Beth's panties in his drawer under some socks, and he put Gabi's panties back in his backpack. He wasn't sure if she wanted them back or not, he could text her later to find out.

He didn't know if he should put Beth's panties in the laundry now, or wait till after dinner, he thought to himself as he put his pants back on. After dinner should be fine, he could just sneak them under his other clothes when he was taking a shower.

Jack opened the door ready to head downstairs for dinner.

What's next?

More fun
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