His Games, Her Rules
Slowly, I pull it down, lifting my hips as I slide the thin, lace material down my thighs and to my ankles as I pull it past my shoes.
I grab my panties and toss them on the table in front of him. If he was horny before, then right now, he’s hungry for me. Desire swirls in his eyes as he picks my panties up, trying not to lift it up so people won’t see it. Slowly, he stares at it, turning it around in his fingers. There’s a bit of my orgasm on my panties and the sight makes him growl.
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