About this video
In this case history from the files of a sex researcher, the white panty fetish of Mr. Jarrod S. is examined. Mr. S. has a lifelong paraphillia, or raunchy interest, in white pants worn by nubile and sexually active juvenile women. They need to be a particular fit and cut. As is almost always the case, Mr. S.'s fetishistic attraction began when this chab was very young. This chab believes it was instilled in him by a sitter or a teacher. Now a mature chap, the sight of a cutie wearing white cotton panties is the equivalent of taking an overdose of Viagra for Mr. S. This guy craves all of his sex partners to wear white panties on a date and revels in touching and smelling this garment during their sensual involvement. That guy often brings certain youthful sweethearts gifts of pants and insists that they not wash 'em. When their sexual encounter ends, this chab will often take these panties home to add to his hermetically sealed collection. Mr. S. does not seek a cure for his condition and this chab goes as far as investing in stock issued by elect panty manufacturers. Sunday morning is spent reading the underclothing ads in his morning newspaper. "It just so happened that Jarrod and I had great chemistry in this video," said his sex date Jessica Fox about this panty fetish scene. "Anything flowed along nicely. I do not always wear panties so it was different for me. I got into the panty play, feeling him move it around and touching it. It felt truly valuable. It's hard to explain. I love it when I discover anybody who is as freaky as I am. This guy is a superfreak. Now I have a drawer full of messy white cotton panties that I smell whenever I feel like it. I'm youthful and single and I want to be gangbanged hard. I am marvelous aggressive when it comes to sex and that scares a lot of chaps off. But those boys probably could not handle this anyway. I'm even getting used to the smack of cum. Well, it depends on the guy's diet. If that guy lives on drive-thru, it usually tastes skanky." The very smell of Jessica's panties incited Mr. S. to no end, as we shall watch in this cocky depiction from the files of a well-regarded sexologist.
