Finger Me And Lick The Pussy Juices Off My Panties
Guys just love the taste of pussy juice, don’t they? It doesn’t matter if they’re licking it straight from the soaking wet source or if they licking it off a pair of panties. All that matters is that some hot girl came in front of him and now they get to taste her. Ethan didn’t really care where he got it from but once he got my pussy juices he licked it all up. So did he get it from the source or from a pair of messy panties?
We were dancing in the club and he kept rubbing his hard-on against the crack of my ass. I suggested going somewhere more private. He offered to drive me back to his place which sounded good to me but he lived 20 minutes away. It was a boring drive so I had to liven it up. We were at a stop light when I slid my dress up and parted my legs. He looked over at me as I began stroking myself through my thin, red lacy panties. I got wet and a little spot formed on the front of them.
He shifted in his seat and pulled on his dick through his jeans. The fabric felt a bit rough as it rubbed on my lips and I moaned. Telling him how horny I was so drive faster. He didn’t, instead, he pulled into an empty parking lot and shut off the car.
We ended up in the backseat with him on top of me and we were making out like a couple of 16-year-olds.
He put his hand between my legs and pushed his fingers up into me, not even bothering to go around the panties. His fingers were making quick, hard ‘come here’ movements while my panties got soaked with my juices as they were pushed into me. I was so turned on that I just laid under him and pushed down on his fingers. Telling him to keep going. He did and then I took them off.
I was going to just drop them on the floor then fuck. I saw the way that he was looking at them. Then I turned them inside out so that the pussy juice soaked crotch was facing him and held it up to his face.”Lick it clean.” I told him and held them as he looked at me, a naughty look on his face. “Go on.” I encouraged him and he took them off me like they were a prize. He snuck one last look me, probably scared I thought he was some kind of weirdo, and stuck his tongue out. He licked the crotch slowly, taking his time to enjoy it then gave me a look.
I leaned over and stroked his dick through his jeans as I told him to keep going, I wanted him to taste me.
His fingers squeezed the lace as he licked at the wet patch. I knew he was smelling them as much as he could. When he was done he took them away from his face and held them, unsure of what to do. I pushed his hand back to his face and told him to lean back. I left the panties on his face as I undid his jeans and began to jerk him off.
He didn’t last long which was good because I would have been pissed if I had been fucking him. I let him keep my panties and told him that next time he jerked off I wanted him to use them and think of me.
