🔥Panty Boy was the perfect title for my old high school crush the moment I saw his pathetic little cocklet twitch in his boxers after I dragged him back to my place from drinks.The way his cheeks flushed when I peeled off my black lace thong and dangled it in his face made my pussy throb with wicked glee. I’d always fantasized about owning him back then, raven hair swinging as I rode some faceless stud while he watched. Now here he was, married, boring, and sporting a sad four-inch nub that barely poked the fabric. I laughed low and cruel, shoving the warm, damp thong over his nose. “Sniff it, loser—inhale how wet Mommy gets just thinking about turning you into my sissy bitch.” He inhaled deep, eyes rolling back at the musky-sweet tang of my cunt cream clinging to the gusset. “Strip and put them on,” I commanded, watching him fumble into my tiny lace panties—his tiny dicklet straining uselessly against the sheer fabric, pre-cum already spotting the front. I circled him like prey, nails raking down his back. “Look at you—my pretty sissy panty slut, cocklet leaking in Mommy’s dirty underwear. Pathetic.” I pushed him face-down on the bed, ass up, cheeks spread. My thick black strap-on bobbed heavy between my thighs—eight girthy inches of veiny silicone glistening with lube. “Beg for it, sissy. Beg Mommy to peg that virgin hole while your wife thinks you’re at ‘drinks.’” His voice cracked—“Please… fuck me… make me your panty-wearing bitch…”—and I slammed in slow, stretching his tight ring wide until my hips met his ass with a meaty slap. He yelped, then moaned like a whore as I started pounding—long, brutal strokes that hammered his prostate, making his useless clit leak steadily into my panties. “Feel that? Mommy’s big cock owning your guts—turning you into a drooling cum-dump.” I gripped his hips, nails digging, thrusting harder, balls-deep every time, his ass cheeks rippling with the force. His tiny dicklet spurted weak ropes into the lace without a touch—pathetic sissy orgasm while I railed him senseless. I kept going, grinding deep until he was babbling, then pulled out, leaving his hole gaping and twitching. “Clean Mommy’s toy with that mouth, bitch—taste your own ass while I decide if you get to cum again next time.” He spun, tongue already lapping obediently at the slick dildo, eyes glazed with total submission. I smirked down at him, stroking the strap. “Good sissy hoe. Text me tomorrow. We’re not done breaking you yet, I know how much you wished your mommy trained you right.”💎⚡