Dolly Takes Hard Cock After Being Caught Sniffing Panties

You step into the Panty Zone and everyone knows why you’re really here. The roommates have you surrounded, underwear of every size and shape scattered across the floor. One of them picks up a tiny pink thong and sniffs it right in front of you, then shoves the fabric against your nose so you smell last night’s mess. Another roommate yanks your pants down and slips a silky pair up your legs, making sure the front is already damp before she tucks your cock inside. They laugh while you stand there leaking into borrowed silk. Then the tallest one drops to her knees, pulls the thong aside with two fingers, and tongues the wet spot through the fabric, humming like she’s tasting dessert. She doesn’t stop until the panties are plastered to your skin and you’re moaning. Someone else grabs another pair from the pile, wraps it around your balls, and pulls tight, then twists until your knees shake. The air smells like sweat, perfume, and pussy. You try to look away, but a roommate grabs your chin and makes you watch her rub her bare slit with someone else’s thong, soaking the lace until it drips. They pass the soaked scrap around, each taking a turn smearing it on your lips or pressing it to your leaking tip. Every inch of fabric stays in play, either clinging to someone’s body or teasing yours. When one roommate finally straddles you and slides the slick crotch of a used pair over your cock, everyone cheers like it’s a game and you’re the toy. You feel the damp heat, the slick slide, the laughter rumbling around you. All the way down to the bone you know they aren’t stopping until every last pair is used, filled, or hanging from your body like evidence.