Taboo Heat: Tales Too Hot To Handle
I step back, letting go of her breast, knowing I'll never touch it again.
Kate is standing, her soaked panties still at midthigh. We're both sweating and shaking. Kate takes a deep breath, "Dirty Charlie. We can never do that again." She looks down, runs her finger through the mess in her panties, looks up at me, "Jaysus, do you always cum like that?"
I laugh, now self-conscious about my nakedness, looking for my towel as Kate pulls those cotton panties back up, "I may never wash these." She says, smiling.