As you steadied yourself on your sweat-tinged prison, the fabric and color scheme were unmistakably that of a pair of panties. You glanced up and saw the long orange locks of what looked like your sister’s hair. Your eyes traveled down the arch of her back before stopping on her milky white butt cheeks. Under normal circumstances you’d describe your sister’s figure as petite, but from this point of view her rear was massive. Surprisingly, her butt began to take up more and more of your vision. Was it growing? No, she was pulling up her panties! You tried to climb the sides of the panties but could not get a firm grip and fell back to the seat of the panties just as they wrapped around your sister’s ass. Your face smushed into her left cheek. At first all you smelt was the familiar scent of her favorite soap, but a subtle skunky odor creeped just behind it. “Okay, good to go” you heard her exclaim, before the sound of your front door slamming shut. What happened next?
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