"You're the pervert!"
The seductive woman glared at me fiercely, clearly recognizing me, "What are you doing with my underwear? Are you sick? Pervert, hooligan!"
As she berated me, I furrowed my brows, "It was your underwear that fell down by itself, I just happened to pick it up, I didn't know it was yours, if I had known, I wouldn't have returned it."
Taking a closer look, she was dressed in a black business suit, a blazer, and matching trousers that perfectly outlined her tall, explosive figure, her surging bosom almost bursting the buttons of her shirt.
Her long legs were both long and straight, and then there was her plump, rounded, fat buttocks.
With just one glance, I felt a rush of heat, especially with her panties in my hand, and thinking back to that night, watching her urinating, I felt extremely stimulated.
