When I lived in Corvallis, my fetish was out of control. I remember a couple times checking dryers and finding a treasure trove of things and g-strings making my cock hard instantly. I just used to keep them. I amassed a drawer full. Whenever, I go to the gay beach at Willamette Park, I’d wear my favorite thong panties. Hot memories
I have! I lived in an apartment complex and people would always leave a bunch of laundry. So I found myself being alone in that room all the time. Of course I would always glance around to see what I could find. One time I got really daring. I saw a thong and a pair of cheekies. I snuck it in my pocket and took it back to my apartment. I tried the thong and then tried the pair of cheekies. I never tried a pair of cheekies before. It felt so hot because of the material going half way across my butt. I did my thing and then returned them back in the room. Didn’t get caught. What a rush!