White Thong

You looked at the white thong on your left hand and the pink boy brief on your right hand.

"White or pink? Thongs or Brief? It's a tough call. I'm going to be dead either way if someone finds out anyway." You mumbled to yourself.

You removed the skorts and pulled up the thong. It felt very tight. You adjusted your penis and balls so they would all rest within the thong. You modeled yourself a little with the sleep tee and thong.

Feeling satisfied, you wore the skorts and sat at the dining table to wait for Richard and his sister Kristy. Then you heard the engine sound of the old car Richard drove.

Richard and Kristy were back.