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Note: Thank you Heather Alderman for your comment. Thank you everyone for your support. I really appreciate you❤️ Chapter 52 Amber Whyte. Three weeks later. (Party) The moment I sighted the special lace panties the triplets had instructed me to wear, carnal desires shot through my dry hole. It pumped juices, roaring back to life. I felt warm. Wet. Ready. My pussy started to hum. To hiss. To pulse. I snatched the panties from my dresser, scrutinizing it.

It fell to the floor at her feet, revealing a red satin bra and panties. She had the body of an angel. I kissed her again and plunged my hand into her panties, feeling the hot wetness of her p*ssy on my fingers. She trembled and moaned as she kissed me back. I stuck my tongue all the way to her throat and felt her squirm in my hold.

She is wet, soaking, and dripping wet, her panties soaked through with her wetness. "Wet," I murmur. "So fucking wet," I add as I move to stroke her pussy through her panties. "Were you this wet for me yesterday?" She nods rapidly. I move her panties to the side and move my middle finger down her pussy, lightly brushing her clit and her labia. I gather her wetness and spread it wide. "Please.." she moans her body writhing with need.

I kicked them off, leaving me in just my thin, soaked camisole and a pair of simple cotton panties. He let out a low whistle. “Look at that. Already soaked for me. You really are a little slut, aren’t you?” He reached out and hooked a finger into the crotch of my panties, pulling the fabric aside. The cool air hit my bare, wet folds, and I couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped my lips. He ran a single finger slowly up my slit, gathering my wetness on his fingertip. He brought it to his nose and inhaled deeply.

The position left her waist directly at my eye level, and with her spread legs and how non-existent her skirt was, I could see a dark, wet spot right in the center of her crimson panties. "It was just like this," she said, as she brought two of her fingers between her legs and began rubbing that spot. Zoey's eyes closed as her breathing picked up, and I couldn't tear my eyes away from her fingers and how the wet patch was slowly getting larger. "What were you doing as you imagined this?" she asked, eyes still closed.

Susan wore simple cotton panties, white and virginal, a stark contrast to the raw desire that now consumed her. Kayla’s fingers, hot and insistent, hooked into the waistband of Susan’s panties, pulling them down slowly, deliberately. Susan watched, mesmerized, as the fabric slid down her thighs, revealing the dark, moist triangle between her legs. A sweet, musky scent, uniquely female, filled the air. “God, you’re already so wet for me, aren’t you?” Kayla’s voice was a low growl, her eyes devouring the sight. She leaned in, her nose brushing against Susan’s pussy, inhaling deeply. “Mmm, smells so good. So sweet.”

Already aroused, that German voice in her head kicked Sabrina's libido up to a thirteen on a ten point scale. Her playmates in easy reach, she wiggled out of her jeans. She sighed, wondering how long the wet spot had been showing on her crotch. Hopefully she'd not been walking around with it at work. She mopped herself with her panties and tossed them in the hamper thinking she'd need to do the wash tomorrow because she was going through underwear at an alarming rate. She was still wet, because the panty bath hadn't done any good.

The urge to tear her pants off and fuck her hard right now was strong. "I like crazy ones,” She whispered seductively. My eyes blazed with desire hearing her words. It was enough to encourage me. I sat back and grabbed the gown to yank it down. Fuck! She was wearing matching white panties, which barely covered her lower treasure. It was soaked with her precum telling how turned on she was. My lips curved up in a smirk and I looked up to see her red face. “You are so fucking wet for me, my love." I whispered huskily as I yanked off her panties, making her gasp.

Certainly, I wasn't under the drugs anymore. But why was Dane's presence having this much control over my body? It was embarrassing. My breath came in quick spurts as I pulled down my trousers. My fingers fumbling as I shifted my panties to the side. Fucking hell! My entire panties had been soaked. Wet, warm and slimy. My fingers grazed through the wetness. I moaned silently, biting my bottom lip. Fragments of images flashed through my mind. Images of Dane's hands rubbing my clit.

Reiner complied willingly to my wishes. Slowly, he traced his finger on the wet patch of my panties and I moaned lustily, thrusting my hips up and down to grind my pussy against his fingertips. I could feel myself getting wetter and hotter down there. I’m sure that Reiner could feel my wetness through my underwear as well.