It’s time for a ruined orgasm session tonight.
Do you honestly think that I don’t know all about your dirty little secret? Guess again. I know all about it, and that’s exactly why you’re in for a ruined orgasm session tonight. I’ve known for a while that pairs of my panties were disappearing but I just couldn’t figure out where they were going. I solved that issue though with my hidden camera. I see exactly what you’re doing when I’m not here. You’ve been sneaking into my room and stealing my panties. That’s just not enough for you though is it? You aren’t content with just taking off with my panties.
Oh no, you want to parade around in front of the mirror in those panties and do disgusting things to yourself on my bed. You’ve even been helping yourself to my makeup. Well, tonight that is all coming to an end. We’re supposed to be friends and the only reason you have a key to my house is to help me out when I’m out of town. This major invasion of my privacy will be swiftly dealt with tonight. The great thing about this hidden camera is that I can access the live feed from my iPhone no matter where I am.
Unluckily for you, I won’t be the only one witnessing your ruined orgasm session tonight. You think that I’m still out of town and that you can do whatever you please with my things. You’re in for a very rude awakening and one that you won’t ever forget. Timing is everything when it comes to a ruined orgasm session and tonight won’t be any different. Several of my friends are taking part in the live viewing session, eagerly awaiting the sight of what’s soon to come your way.
Whoever told you that you look great in women’s panties was lying.
I’m watching from the basement as you strut around in a very expensive pair of pink silk panties. You are really going to pay for wrecking those. You have bright red lipstick smeared across your face and you’re even trying to squeeze your big disgusting man feet into my Louboutins. Now that is truly the final straw. I reach into my bag and grab a rat trap, although from the sight on my phone a mousetrap would have been more than plenty. I slip off my heels and carefully begin my ascent up the basement stairs.
The bedroom door is halfway open and you’re sprawled across the bed watching yourself in my full-length mirror. Ugh, I’m going to have to burn nearly everything in my bedroom after I’ve seen what you do in here. As I walk through the door you jump and desperately try to cover up. You don’t even see what’s behind my back armed and ready to go. Of course I really want you to suffer so I pretend that I’m enjoying the show. Continue what you’re doing, don’t stop on my account.
You’re such a fool, you have no idea that a ruined orgasm session is coming your way. You actually get more excited thinking that you look good and could actually turn someone on like this. I’m biting my tongue to keep from bursting out in laughter and vomiting simultaneously. You actually get up from the bed and start doing your version of what I can only guess is supposed to be a sexy dance. You are so far off the mark it’s not even funny. My friends must be rolling on the floor hysterically seeing what a mess you are and how delusional you are.
No wonder you haven’t even been on a single date in years.
Take your time stroking yourself in those pink panties. I want you to build up a really big thick load of cum. I’m looking forward to seeing you explode in them and make a really big mess. Of course, you’re such a clueless idiot that you believe every word out of my mouth. You edge yourself along humping your hand like crazy until I can tell that you’re about to cum. Your eyes are shut, your head is thrown back and you’re rubbing away.
Just as you’re moaning that you’re going to cum, I slip closer and set that rat trap off on your dick. Time for some extreme cbt punishment. The look of horror, surprise and excruciating pain on your face is so funny that I can’t hold back the laughter any longer. Good luck explaining this to the emergency room doctor. Maybe next time, you’ll stop and think twice before you go anywhere near my panties.
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