The 1990s-style shiny silky satin panties are what got my boy started in all this femdom madness, and now my vintage shiny silky satin panties are what finish him off in this scene. No oil, no spit, no lube, no toys ... just my voice, my body, and my panties overwhelming his senses and making him squirm. The verbal and the visuals do NOT disappoint. He's months denied at this point -- though hardly neglected -- and he sheepishly requested a panty tease. A different kind of panty teasy. Not with my panties rubbing and sliding and stretching across his face, no, but rubbing and sliding and stretching across his cock instead. I'm thick, fit, and dressed to destroy in some strappy Thistle & Spire lingerie. I promptly sit right on his face while I chat to the camera about his fabric fetish, his panty perversion, and his submissive urges while caressing my body and showing you, dear viewer, a preview of the emerald-green, shiny, silky, semi-sheer undies that will drive him to the brink of insanity. Drive him to ruin. He reacts to the most featherlight touches and is ripe for a release when I finally envelop his cock in the shiny green fabric and pull it taut over his swollen tip as his cum squelches agonizingly through the sheen of the panties, making quiiiiite the mess.