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“Your panties needs to go now.” She laughed as Maxim rolled her onto the mattress and hooked his thumbs into her blue panties. He swept them down her legs and stared at a spot between them. “You’re so wet, Gianna.” “Maxim, I need you.”She purred, spreading her legs for him. He dumped her panties and sat on the edge of the bed. He pulling her onto his laps, his arms wrapped around her waist. She had her hands on his shoulders,and he lifted her and positioned her over his straining cock.

I fell hard into a pile of sharp gravel. The impact lacerated my palm, blood oozing from my bone-baring cut. I fixed my gaze on Jack Campton, yet all I saw in his eyes was annoyance. "Oh, no, Willow! You're bleeding! You're not going to get tetanus or something, are you?" Dakota Sweeney covered her mouth in exaggerated shock, but her eyes gleamed with poorly hidden delight. "What a pity. I just used the alcohol pads to wipe the mud off my shoes."

“Show me Sophie.Pull those little panties aside and show me how wet that young college cunt is for an older man.” My hands trembled with excitement as I hooked a finger into the crotch of my panties and pulled the lace to the side. My shaved pussy was exposed, pink and swollen, with thick, shiny cream coating my lips and leaking from my tight hole. I used two fingers to spread my folds open, letting him see everything. “Fuck,” he groaned, staring hungrily at my dripping cunt. “Look at that pretty pink pussy. So smooth and sloppy already. You’re leaking all over the couch for your friend’s father.”

VIVIAN "You're drenched. Fuck, Vivian, your panties are ruined." "I've been wet for you all day. Every day. For three years." He rips my panties off — literally tears them from my body, the fabric giving way with a sharp sound. Cool air kisses my bare pussy, and I shiver with anticipation. Then his fingers are there, sliding through my folds, spreading my wetness. "So fucking wet," he murmurs. "So ready for me. Have you been touching yourself, thinking about this? Fingering this pretty pussy and imagining it was my cock?"

She gasped, trying to cover herself, but he caught her wrists. "Don't. I want to see you." Her bra and panties were simple cotton.....nothing fancy....but the wet patch on her panties was unmistakable. "You got wet from sucking my dick," he said, sliding one hand down to cup her through the damp fabric. "Didn't you?" "I....I don't know....I couldn't help...."

CHAPTER 42. I reach for her panties, my fingers interlinking with the fabric, then I notice it wasn't worn properly—it’s twisted toward the back. My lips curve. “Tell me…” I start, voice dark, “how many times did he dive into this pussy that made you forget how to wear your panties?” She ignores it. I continue, pulling her panties down, and the real deal is in front of me. Swollen, pink, and glistening with wetness.

I go slow at first, then pick up the pace, rubbing myself harder as I stifle the embarrassing sounds rising in my throat. Behind me, across the room, Dog spits, and a moment later I hear the smooth sounds of his caresses. Inside my tattered shorts, my panties dampen with my arousal as I picture his cock in my mind – long and thick and full of desire. My fingers slip inside my panties and I touch myself, skin to skin. My farewell is wetter than ever - so wet it's running down my inner thighs. "Oh shit," I whisper, sucking air between my teeth.

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Her wet panties clung to her body and he couldn't help but stare. He walked towards her slowly, his eyes traveling up and down her body. He reached out and pulled her to him, stroking down her back as she snuggled into his chest. His fingers deftly unclasped her bra and pulled it over her arms, swung it over his head like a lasso and tossed it off towards dry ground. She giggled when his fingers trailed down her arms. He could feel the goose bumps on her skin. His hands skated down her sides and slid into her panties, pushing them over her hips and waiting for her to step out of them. They soon were flying through the air and hit the ground with a splat.

he murmured softly and without breaking our eye contact, he reached down and slowly pulled off the shorts I was wearing, leaving me in my soaked panties. He ran his hands over my panties and swore under his breath "Fuck Harvey, you're drenched" I bit my lip, feeling slightly ashamed of how horny I was but I honestly couldn't help it. I couldn't even think straight anymore, all I cared about was finding a release I gasped inaudibly when Greyson pushed my panties aside and his fingers grazed my p*ssy "Use my fingers to get your release" he breathed and without another warning; he slipped one finger into my wet core and began thrusting it in and out