Taboo Heat: Tales Too Hot To Handle
In a total failure of prudence, I lay on that wet towel with the panties in my mouth, picturing myself with her as I rubbed my rigid clit.
I heard a noise. As I put the panties down, my sex-crazed brain now functioning I saw the label, size small. I gasped, staring at the stained panties, stunned. With a shaking hand, I returned the panties to the spot where I found them, not sure if I was careful enough. Too late now.
I looked through the blind at the pool. The girl. The mystery blond teenager that I had watched riding her brother's cock and masturbating was cleaning our pool. The questions compounded: But the opportunity for clarity was present. I slipped on my shorts and tank and stepped