You sit there disgusted and terrified. You try to force the panties out of your mouth with your tongue, maybe then you could make a real call for help. As you push juices are squeezed onto your tongue and throughout your mouth. The taste is an awful mix of bitterness and salt. Tears flow down your cheeks with no option other than to swallow. That act alone caused more juice to squirt forth.
This cycle of milking the tainted mixture from the panties continued for a number of hours before the sweat drenched cheerleading squad returned to see the sobbing mess.
"Oh my God, is she sucking on those panties?!" One commented.
"Who's are those anyway?" Another girl asked.
Colleen steps toward you. "Those girls, are the lucky team captain panties. You see nine year ago the current captain was poisoned. The other team slipped dairy into her lunch before a big competition. She was lactose intolerant, and everyone thought for sure everyone would see a big streak mark at the back of the white panties, woah and behold(WL
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