Knicker sniffer

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Globalti

Legendary Member
You mean to tell me that you've NEVER chanced across your GF's or your wife's frillies and picked them up for a fondle and a sniff while gazing dreamily into the middle-distance?

You are either hypocrites or choirboys.
 

ComedyPilot

Secret Lemonade Drinker
Rigid Raider said:
You mean to tell me that you've NEVER chanced across your GF's or your wife's frillies and picked them up for a fondle and a sniff while gazing dreamily into the middle-distance?

You are either hypocrites or choirboys.

No, I've got a bad back, and am advised by the doctor to refrain from heavy lifting. ;)
 

ComedyPilot

Secret Lemonade Drinker
Rigid Raider said:
You mean to tell me that you've NEVER chanced across your GF's or your wife's frillies and picked them up for a fondle and a sniff while gazing dreamily into the middle-distance?

You are either hypocrites or choirboys.

No, I've got a bad back, and am advised by the doctor to refrain from heavy lifting. ;)
 
OP
OP
Cubist

Cubist

Still wavin'
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Ovver 'thill
Rigid Raider said:
You mean to tell me that you've NEVER chanced across your GF's or your wife's frillies and picked them up for a fondle and a sniff while gazing dreamily into the middle-distance?

You are either hypocrites or choirboys.
Without making any admissions RR, I am tempted to point out that the above described activity, whichever side of normal it actually lies, does not involve breaking into people's houses. Or having nylon hair. Or a face only a mother could love. Still less being a mayor of anywhere. ;)
 
OP
OP
Cubist

Cubist

Still wavin'
Location
Ovver 'thill
Rigid Raider said:
You mean to tell me that you've NEVER chanced across your GF's or your wife's frillies and picked them up for a fondle and a sniff while gazing dreamily into the middle-distance?

You are either hypocrites or choirboys.
Without making any admissions RR, I am tempted to point out that the above described activity, whichever side of normal it actually lies, does not involve breaking into people's houses. Or having nylon hair. Or a face only a mother could love. Still less being a mayor of anywhere. ;)
 

Wigsie

Nincompoop
Location
Kent
Cubist said:
Without making any admissions RR, I am tempted to point out that the above described activity, whichever side of normal it actually lies, does not involve breaking into people's houses. Or having nylon hair. Or a face only a mother could love. Still less being a mayor of anywhere. ;)

+1 there is a difference in what you have described RR and what this odd little man does!

Although I am neither admitting or denying anything. :biggrin:
 

Globalti

Legendary Member
Some years ago I was riding part of the Mary Towneley Loop when I came down past a row of weavers' cottages. Lolling in the doorway of the first was the bonniest young brunette I'd set my eyes on in years and hanging on the washing line right in front of her was a row of the sauciest bras and knickers in primrose yellow, flapping in the gentle early summer breeze. It was a warm sunny day, the sap was flowing, she looked gorgeous and sexually fulfilled and the bridleway ran within a couple of feet of her washing..... you couldn't have set a nicer scene if you'd tried. It was such a temptation to reach out and snatch a trophy as I passed but of course I didn't, it would have spoiled her day so I just bid her a cheerful good morning and rode on, groaning inwardly at some other bloke's good luck. I'll never forget that brief moment of temptation.
 

Wigsie

Nincompoop
Location
Kent
Rigid Raider said:
Some years ago I was riding part of the Mary Towneley Loop when I came down past a row of weavers' cottages. Lolling in the doorway of the first was the bonniest young brunette I'd set my eyes on in years and hanging on the washing line right in front of her was a row of the sauciest bras and knickers in primrose yellow, flapping in the gentle early summer breeze. It was a warm sunny day, the sap was flowing, she looked gorgeous and sexually fulfilled and the bridleway ran within a couple of feet of her washing..... you couldn't have set a nicer scene if you'd tried. It was such a temptation to reach out and snatch a trophy as I passed but of course I didn't, it would have spoiled her day so I just bid her a cheerful good morning and rode on, groaning inwardly at some other bloke's good luck. I'll never forget that brief moment of temptation.

and also been against the law and made you a sexual deviant! :blush:

Sniffing your girlfriends undies is one thing snatching some off the washing line of a strangers is a little different mr Panty Raider :laugh::laugh::biggrin:
 

Norm

Guest
Wigsie said:
...snatching some off the washing line of a strangers is a little different mr Panty Raider :laugh::laugh::laugh:
:laugh: :laugh:

Maybe the memory is what is making Mr Panty Raider a little Rigid.
 

Globalti

Legendary Member
Oh Shite.... er... not my name I hope?

*hurriedly check Google for all the other reports then remember that I used my real name last few times in Court*
 

Wigsie

Nincompoop
Location
Kent
Rhythm Thief said:
I would never sniff my girlfriend's knickers, it would spoil the enjoyment I get from masturbating into her knicker drawer.

:evil::rofl:;)

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