Her Used Panties Make Me Cum
I had to be honest, I thought about Clare’s pussy quite a lot. Her tidy little lips, that pulsing clit under the hood, that triangle of neat and tidy fur.
The line for the toilet was fucking ridiculous. We’d already been waiting about twenty minutes, and despite still being close enough to the music to be vibrating, I was starting to sober up.
Clare was hopping next to me, gritting her teeth and going red in the face.
“Are you okay?” I giggled, watching her petulantly stomp and struggle.
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