Taboo: Ties and Sins - Fetishes
She locked the door of the farthest stall, heart pounding in her throat.
She lifted her skirt to her waist. The black lace panties were already dark in the center, drenched. She pulled the fabric aside with two fingers, exposing her red, swollen pussy, glistening with arousal. The outer lips parted, clit swollen and begging for touch. She took the photo with flash—the harsh light highlighting every drop of slick running down. No filter. No caption. She sent it.
Seconds later:
**Fabian:** Fuck, Jéssica.
**Fabian:** Look at that dripping slut pussy. Is it dripping on the bathroom floor?