As my mouth lavished attention on her supple mounds, my hands wandered lower, tracing a tantalizing path down to her crotch. Pressing my palm gently against her pussy, I could feel her heat and wetness seeping through the thin fabric of her bottoms. The moment she sensed my touch, her thighs instinctively clamped around my hand, trapping it in a soft, warm vice.
"Impatient, are we?" I teased, releasing her swollen nipples with a grin. Faint red marks adorned her smooth, porcelain skin, the evidence of my playful nips and pinches.
Her breath hitched, and I couldn't resist leaning closer. "Don't worry. I'll take care of it."
Sliding down her body, I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her bottoms. She arched her hips slightly, allowing me to tug them off effortlessly. Beneath them, a matching panty appeared, its fabric utterly drenched, clinging to her most sensitive spot.
