Novel & Cerita Dirty Wet Panties

Wesley’s voice came from my left, quieter but no less eager. Dennis didn’t glance at them. He kept his focus on me as he slid his thumbs along the waistband of my panties, then hooked his fingers in and pulled the fabric down. He moved slowly, deliberately, dragging the lace over my thighs and down my calves before letting them fall to the floor like they meant nothing. My skin prickled in the cool air. I couldn’t tell if it was from the chill or the anticipation, or both. He spread me open further and looked up at me, his dark eyes locked on mine. I knew that look. I had seen it in the locker room when he watched me patch up his players.

His hand went to her core to adjust her panties so he could have full access to her pussy only to discover that she wasn’t putting on any panties. Daniel thought he had felt it all until he dipped a finger into her pussy and he felt how wet she was. He suddenly felt as though he was going to go insane with desire. “You like?” He heard her whisper. “You’ve had no panties on all night?” He said, dipping an extra finger in her, not believing that she unintentionally came prepared for him. “Are you….mad about it?” She slurred, stylishly grinding her pussy against his fingers. “You’ve been naughty. Haven’t you?” He said, pounding his fingers into her.

Already aroused, that German voice in her head kicked Sabrina's libido up to a thirteen on a ten point scale. Her playmates in easy reach, she wiggled out of her jeans. She sighed, wondering how long the wet spot had been showing on her crotch. Hopefully she'd not been walking around with it at work. She mopped herself with her panties and tossed them in the hamper thinking she'd need to do the wash tomorrow because she was going through underwear at an alarming rate. She was still wet, because the panty bath hadn't done any good.

The urge to tear her pants off and fuck her hard right now was strong. "I like crazy ones,” She whispered seductively. My eyes blazed with desire to hear her words. It was enough to encourage me. I sat back and grabbed the gown to yank it down. Fuck! She was wearing matching white panties, which barely covered her lower treasure. It was soaked with her precum telling how turned on she was. My lips curved up in a smirk and I looked up to see her red face. “You are so fucking wet for me, my love," I whispered huskily as I yanked off her panties, making her gasp.

"You're already wet for me, aren't you? Dirty little secret we've both been hiding." I hoisted her up onto the counter with one swift move, her ass slamming down just hard enough to make her gasp. Her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me in, and I shoved her skirt up her thighs, exposing those lace panties that were soaked through. "Fuck, look at you," I rasped, my fingers tracing the wet spot, pressing in until she bucked. "Dripping like a slut in heat. All for me?" She nodded, biting her lip, but I wanted words. I hooked my fingers in the fabric and yanked, ripping them off with a satisfying tear. The cool air hit her bare pussy, and she moaned, loud and needy.

"Strip from the waist down, Riley skirt, panties off now, then climb up and spread for your boss like the eager little slut who came twice on my cock yesterday." My breath caught but heat surged through me like wildfire, fingers fumbling with the zipper as I shimmied the skirt down my hips letting it pool at my heels before hooking thumbs into the lace. panties still damp from morning fantasies and kicking them aside, climbing onto the cool glass surface on all fours facing him with thighs parted wide enough to expose my glistening pussy. ass up and vulnerable while his groan of approval vibrated through the air as he stood, belt unbuckling with a metallic clink that made me clench in antici

I leaned back harder against the locked door, my legs feeling weak and shaky. My fingers travelled straight down to my pussy. I didn’t even think about it. I quickly unbuttoned my jeans and yanked the zipper down. My hand pushed inside my panties, sliding over my smooth skin until I reached my soaked folds. I was dripping wet. My panties were completely ruined, sticky and warm. My clit was swollen, sensitive, and begging for touch. The second my fingers brushed it, a sharp jolt of pleasure shot through me.

His fingers were instantly soaked upon contact with her swollen lbia. “I removed my underwear before coming in here,” she whispered, her breath ragged. “Why are you doing this?” he managed to ask before thumbing her cltoris. Ah, she felt so warm, wet, and plump. This woman was really eager to be fcked. She twitched and trembled slightly from the sensation. “I told you, Sir. I want you to f*ck me.” “Why?” “Oooh, yes!” she moaned when he slid his middle finger inside her.

I raised her skirt up and made sit on the desk, I laid her down and shifted her panties to one side and pushed my díck into her already wet pûssy. "Ahrrgh it's even bigger inside me ooh gush!" she moaned. I started fúckîng her while her legs were wide open. Her panties were creating a disturbance so I removed my díck causing her to stare at me with confusion but before she could talk I tore her panties and started thrusting in and out of her warm,wet pûssy.

"You really mean that? Because I'm dying to touch you right now." I took his hand and guided it higher under the hem of my sundress, letting his fingers slide along my soft inner thigh until they reached the damp crotch of my panties. "Feel how wet I am already, Ryan. Just from sitting next to you and seeing that big bulge in your pants. My pussy is dripping for you." He groaned again, his fingers pressing against my soaked panties, rubbing the fabric over my swollen lips. "Holy shit, Sarah. You're soaked. Your cunt feels so hot and slippery."