Sometimes when going to bed at night, I'll drape tomorrow's panties over the head board of my bed. Once my eyes have adjusted to the the dimly-lit room (lit only with a night light), I'll look up at the panties right above my head. I'll gaze admiringly at them like a slave laying on his back and looking up at his master. This is more than just a metaphor, as my panties do have tremendous power over me.
Since I have an adjustable bed, I'll sometimes raise the head up so I can play kissy panties. Other times I'll pull the panties down, covering my whole head with them and then fall asleep that way. One time when I did that, I had a dream that was so heavenly that mere words alone can't adequately describe it. I dreamed that I was playing kissy panties with my next door neighbor's panties right while she was wearing them. She's super-hot, BTW. She sat on my face and kept grinding away until her panty gusset as well as my face became sopping wet with 'woman juice' from her multiple orgasms. As the old song says: "Can't get enough of that wonderful stuff".
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I think a woman's pantied back side is the most beautiful thing in the whole world. Now if she'll just slap my face with it, I'll be her slave forever.
