“What’s that in your pocket?!” I sternly question when I spit a pair of my dirty panties poking out of your pocket. You’ve been helping me move my bedroom furniture, spotted my clothes hamper and couldn’t resist! Initial anger opens to intrigue as I consider your erection and worship of my dirty panties. Why settle did stake panties when you can have them fresh? Wait while I prepare them! I begin ducking my pussy tight in front of you so you can see his I get my freshly cummed panties so dirty for you. Feet, toes, heels, dirty talk, saturated panties!