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I whispered, unable to stop myself from begging for more. Axel smirked as he ran his fingers over the damp fabric of my panties, the thin material barely providing any barrier between his teasing strokes and my aching clit. "You're so deliciously wet, baby girl," he murmured, his voice a sinful whisper that made me shiver with anticipation. His fingers pressed down on my clit through my soaked panties, making me whimper and squirm beneath him. Axel expertly traced circles around the sensitive nub, applying just the right amount of pressure to drive me wild but never enough to bring me over the edge. I could feel my wetness seeping through the fabric, my panties becoming even more soaked with

Was she asexual or something? What was going on here? Justin never tried to put his hand in my panties. What was so special about her panties?

I groaned, the words coming out thick. My hands found her mound, rubbing tenderly, feeling the heat pouring off her. "Oh!" She shivered, her hips circling slow, like she was chasing the sensation. "What's wrong with the panties I wore?" Her question trembled out as she braced herself on the lower keys, another faint note plinking into the air. "They don't fit you," I said, my thumb circling her clit. "But they're my perfect size." I smirked up at her. "You should see the kind sexy ladies like you wear. Lace, all seductive and teasing."

Running his fingers over my panties, feeling my pussy, but never actually touching it, it was enough to start me squirming as I tried to increase the pressure and get the orgasm I wanted. My panties were absolutely soaked by this time, and at last Sean did begin rubbing harder and the slick material slid against me, driving me wild. My breathing became heavier and faster, I knew my orgasm wasn’t far off as I felt a ball of pleasure growing in my belly. Reaching down with one hand I pulled my panties aside, and grabbed Sean’s wrist with my other hand, preventing his escape. This was one release I needed and I needed it right away. With my panties out of the way I thrust my hips back and forth

Seyi retorted. Omah took his cigarette from his mouth and grinned. "Those previous girls are not Prof. Ajayi's daughter you know. Besides you guys need to stop hopping from one chick to another. How do you even do it sef?" Dayo thought his friend knew better, a pity he doesn't. Well why else was he his best friend if he couldn't enlighten him on such small issues such as this one. "The best thing about panties is taking them off. The game is simple. You see a girl you'd like to smash. You pursue them, spend a few thousands. You get into their panties. You move on. It's so damn exciting!" He declared,

If this was the worst the dirty ladies Allie usually fucked were into, Krista figured she could get used to it But just when the thought of Allie licking her nipple became too intense, Allie started to move back again. But again, she was pulling back far from empty-handed. Krista hadn't realized that the girl had surreptitiously slipped her hands into the waistband of her panties. Now that Allie was pulling back, she was slowly pulling Krista's panties off as well. Krista looked down and saw her own shaven pussy, dripping wet. Her lips were darkened, almost red in color and even the feeling of the soft air in the apartment running against her clit made her feel sexy and dangerous.

I'm blinking to adjust my vision while she trails her hands softly over my hips, tracing the bands of my panties. Then I gasp, stilling as I feel her part my panties to the side and press a kiss to my ass. I take in a sharp breath, then let out a whoosh of air while she runs her tongue over the seems of my hips, using er teeth to undo the side ribbon ties of my panties. It's agonizingly slow, but when she's done, I catch sight of my panties hanging off the edge of the bed, and my cheeks turn red. She however doesn't notice my embarrassment and presses another kiss long to my ass.

Emma arched slightly, whispering, "Touch me baby... just like this." Alex's hand slipped inside, fingers moving over Emma's panties, feeling the damp warmth seeping through the fabric. She rubbed in gentle circles over the cotton, pressing against Emma's clit until it swelled under the touch. Emma moaned softly, her hand mirroring the path, dipping into Alex's waistband to stroke her slick folds, parting them tenderly to circle her entrance.

"Sshhh, you don't want to cry over me remember?" ************** He sat on my bed, while I moved to the other side so he could also lay down if he wanted. "I came to return this like I said earlier." He slid his hand into his pocket and pulled out a red laced panties with a black ribbon in front. The panties looked every shade of sexy, it only covered the way to the mini heaven, while the rest were like net. It looked–I gasped when I recognized it to be one of my favorite panties that I had been looking for a while now.

I wonder what's in the box, well I'm about to find out. I open the box and inside is my underwear, all those panties Santiago took after we had sex, there are all in there. I don't know how I feel about this. I mean, I always wondered what he did with them but this wasn't even in my top five of guesses. What is this, trophies? And there are a lot of them too, could they all be mine? If so, Santiago and I have been having sex for a long time. I'm still going through Santiago's disturbing collection of my panties when I feel a strange sound, kind of like a vibration coming from within the box. What else does he have in this box? I flip the box and all the contents fall onto his bed.