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he ordered quietly, leaning against the black marble altar with his powerful arms crossed. The torchlight carved sharp shadows across his face, making him look even more dangerous. More god-like. “Now.” My hands trembled as I reached under the hem of my dress. The fabric was already damp where it clung to my skin. I hooked my fingers into the soaked lace and slid them down my legs, stepping out of them carefully. The cool air kissed my bare, swollen pussy and I whimpered softly. Darius held out his hand. I placed the drenched panties in his palm like an offering.

By then, my right fingers were already in between the hole of her pu*sy but her panti*s were still guarding it. I dipped my one of my fingers into the pot hole pushing her panties dip into her honey pot. “Ahhahahh ouuuehx!! Ahhhahaha!! ohh myy! Gosh!” She screamed out softly I thrust it in and out of her as she moaned loudly She was really sweating “Oh my gosh! Please, it’s so pain……ful!!” She screamed out as tears rolled down her cheeks. “Sorry baby,” I muttered silently I shifted her panties and I felt her watery pu**y

Then I knelt on the cracked paving stones, rolled up my sleeves, and started scrubbing with a heavy grunt. I was still washing when the back door creaked open. Avery sauntered over with a nasty little smile playing on her lips. She had a pair of black satin panties in her hand, and with a flick of her wrist she threw them. They landed on the heap of clothes. "Wash them," she ordered, then turned around immediately. I picked up the panties between my thumb and forefinger. The crotch was crusty with dried discharge. My stomach turned and burned at the same time.

I hooked my thumbs in the waistband and yanked my drenched panties down my legs kicking them off to the side, the cool office air hitting my bare soaked pussy and making me gasp as my puffy lips parted on their own. My clit was sticking out hard and shiny, my folds all swollen and coated in thick white cream that kept oozing out of my hole as I opened my thighs wider on the table. He moved in closer pulling on a fresh glove then muttering under his breath and tugging it right back off again so his bare fingers hovered just above my dripping cunt. “Good girl look at this messy soaked cunt already dripping everywhere just from watching the models,” he said low and filthy as he finally slid two

I stroked faster, my nose buried in the real dirty pair I had stolen today. The video played on as she stepped into the shower, water cascading over her skin. She soaped up her tits, massaging them slowly, her hands gliding over her slick body. I licked the crotch of her actual panties, tasting the salty, tangy residue of her pussy. "God, you taste so fucking good," I moaned into the fabric, my tongue dragging along the stained material. I sucked on it gently, imagining my mouth was on her real pussy instead.

Consumed with the idea of breaking his limit, I sit back, spread my legs wide enough for my iPad to fit in, and take a picture of my soaked panties. The shutter sound makes me look at myself, eyes dark, narrow… screaming wild things he dare not say. It's my turn to play the fool. I ignore him and zoom in on the photo. Blue panties soaked to filth you can literally see it dropping. And what’s more interesting is my soft folds beating against it, you can trace your fingers around the rough areas that form a knot against my panties. It's so fucking good… I gulp dryly, knowing that my next step may consume us.

Her panties were soaked despite her fear. “You’ve never been properly fucked, have you?” he growled, rubbing her sore cheeks. “N-no, sir… My ex was… quick. I never… came,” she admitted shamefully. “Good. I’m going to ruin that innocent pussy.” He pulled her panties down roughly, exposing her tight, shaved pussy. She was dripping. He slid two thick fingers along her slit, then pushed them inside her without warning. “Ahh!” Mia gasped, gripping the desk. His fingers were so much bigger than her ex’s. He curled them, stroking her inner walls while his thumb found her clit.

I shut my eyes tight as the orgasm raked me, my tight ass squeezing the metal can so hard I thought it would snap before I slumped hard, a gasp escaping my lips. “Fuckkkkk!” I rasped out weakly while trying to catch my breath. Reality and sanity came rolling back in just as lust had taken over. I swallowed as I pulled the can out of my bruised asshole wincing in pain. I wiped the can against my dirty shorts, feeling myself now open. Without thinking, I grabbed my phone, still laying on my side, I took a no face photo of the open asshole. I even made a video of me pushing in two fingers into the gaped whole, then I took a shot of my near limp dick, white cum still rolling down the side.

Trembling, weak at the knees, I unzipped it and let it fall to the floor. "Remove those panties." Complying, I lowered them, noticing the wet spot in the narrow cotton lining that had soaked up my juices. "I'll take those. You won't be getting them back. By the way, start wearing sexier, thong-style panties from now on." I said, "Yes, sir" as I handed my panties to him across his desk. He inspected the wet spot, smelled it, then put my panties in his desk drawer. "You know what this is, don't you Miss Choi?" he said, glancing at the plug.

“Fuck.” I got up from the couch and walked down the hallway to her bedroom. What a mess. Her work clothes were strewn over the floor, including a pair of red frilly panties. I reached down and picked them up and started smelling them and continued to jerk off. Her panties smelled wonderful and were a little moist around her crotch. From the smell, she must have masturbated before showering and changing for the night. The thought of her masturbating while I was probably in the living room watching TV made me almost want to jizz my pants right there. I wrapped the panties around my cock and started using them to jerk off with. Fuck this is nice, I thought. I realized some pre-cum had gotten on