I slid Tia's damp panties to the side, finally getting an unobstructed view of her glistening pussy.
Her mons pubis was almost hairless, save for a few fine, sparse pubic hairs the same mesmerizing purple-blue as the hair on her head. A delicate vertical line trailed down her smooth stomach, drawing my gaze lower. Her labia were pressed so tightly together that it was clear no one had ever spread them wide for her. I couldn't help but wonder if she even knew how to masturbate, her innocence juxtaposed with the depravity in her eyes. It was a tight, close slit, the kind that would be hard to penetrate, especially if she were a virgin.
Despite her vulnerability, Tia's smile never wavered. If anything, her mischievous grin grew even more pronounced, giving her a sadistic edge. The sight of her, confident and exposed, was intoxicating. I was determined to transform that smirk into an expression of pure pleasure.
