I walked in and there he was, my pathetic little panty-sniffing pervert, standing in my bedroom with my silky black thong stretched over his tiny cock. “You disgusting little shit!” I screamed. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing wearing Mommy’s panties, you worthless panty boy?”
He froze, face red, but his cock twitched like the filthy slut he is. “Look at you, you nasty little cumrag, humping my underwear like some desperate whore. Does it feel good rubbing your sad dick in Mommy’s dirty panties, you perverted fuck?”
I grabbed his chin. “You’re nothing but a panty-obsessed loser who gets off on his own mother’s scent. Get on your knees and sniff them while I watch, you sick little bitch. That’s right, breathe it in deep, you panty-sniffing faggot.”
He whimpered as I laughed. “Mommy’s going to make sure you never forget what a disgusting, panty-wearing slut you really are.”
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