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She says, as I hungrily suck on her pussy-flavored fingers. "Help yourself." Shelly says, pulling her fingers from my mouth, leaning back and spreading her legs. Steering with my left hand, I slip my right hand under her skirt. I feel the heat, just before I touch moist flesh. No panties! Her pussy is soaking wet! "God!" Shelly moans. "I feel like such a slut." She smiles, as I spread her soggy lips and slide two fingers inside her. "I took my panties off just before we left Cyn's house." She says, as she pushes against my fingers, sucking them deeper into her steamy hole.

I ask, my fingers wrapping around the impossibly thin waistband of her crimson panties. “Five-hundred-something,” she replies, his voice high and thin in her chest. A ridiculous amount for such a small speck of fabric, but I’ve bought bottles at the club for ten times that price. I tear them off her hips, flinging them onto the floor. “No panties, tonight, darling.”

she asked as she brought out two panties that looked like a sling shot, holding one on each hand as she showed them to me. The delicate lace and silk caught the afternoon sunlight streaming through her window, and I could see how expensive they looked, how different they were from anything I'd ever imagined her owning. The red one was a deep crimson that reminded me of roses, while the white one was pristine and innocent-looking. Both were so small, so delicate, that they seemed to weigh nothing in her hands.

Gemma stood from her perch on the desk edge and stepped forward, her pants falling down her thighs a bit and revealing the sexy white lace panties she had on underneath with a dark spot on the gusset. She pulled her fingers from her panties and held them out, letting you lean forward and take them into your mouth. "Mmm," you groaned, tasting her. She was that lovely tart, semi-salty, a semi-sweet flavour that was indescribably a turn-on. "I can't wait for more."

Adjusting the straps to ensure a comfortable fit, she admired herself in the mirror, revelling in her sensuality. Next, she reached for the matching panties, a sheer and delicate fabric that left little to the imagination. She gently slid them up her legs, the fabric gliding sensually against her smooth skin, and she wriggled her waist to hug her hips perfectly. As she admired her reflection, a soft, satisfied sigh escaped her lips, knowing that she was a vision of desire.

My thighs were clenched so tight my legs were shaking. “And wait, wait,” she said, holding up a finger. “That’s not even the best part. I bought edible panties. Three flavors. Cherry. Mango. Rum Punch. I was gonna save them for Valentine’s but fuck it. Life is short. Orgasms are shorter. Might as well eat ‘em off each other, right?” I swallowed hard. The slick between my thighs was turning into a mess. “And I’m so fucking glad daddy accepted,” she continued, oblivious. “I was so scared he’d say no.

THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. LESSY'S POV I take my time there, sucking it like candy, my tongue poking at the pee hole in the middle. Feeling that Dnaria shudders again, and I peek up to see her closing her eyes briefly.

We scrambled like go little whores, tearing our clothes off in a frantic, horny mess. Emily was down to her bright hot pink panties which I grabbed and ripped off her hips in one savage tug. Her small tight pussy was now exposed and wedged between it was a small, bullet shaped dildo coated with her slick. "Damn." I purred, filled with pure delight. "No wonder you were slamming your legs together since you got here like a desperate bitch. That toy had been fucking your cunt for fuck knows how long." Emily whined, her massive tits heaving. " Y...yes.... I was feeling naughty so I decided to shove it in my pussy. "

Her body flinched at my words, but another wave of shivers covered her arms. “Dirty little doll.” The more I talked, the more her nipples were standing at attention, the more her breathing was getting heavier, the more her hands were gripping the fabric they were tied with. My fingers traced her leg. “I bet you are one of the people who like reading p**n books in public. ” I moved to her other leg, gripping her ankle. “I bet you keep a straight face while your panties are getting soaked.

By then, my right fingers were already in between the hole of her pu*sy but her panti*s were still guarding it. I dipped my one of my fingers into the pot hole pushing her panties dip into her honey pot. “Ahhahahh ouuuehx!! Ahhhahaha!! ohh myy! Gosh!” She screamed out softly I thrust it in and out of her as she moaned loudly She was really sweating “Oh my gosh! Please, it’s so pain……ful!!” She screamed out as tears rolled down her cheeks. “Sorry baby,” I muttered silently I shifted her panties and I felt her watery pu**y