Turning the bell off proved to be a difficult task. You have your orders…cum soaked panties before bed.”
Michelle’s hands found their way into her hair, her nails brushing up her scalp into a stretch. Fun thought- that- but she did have the best of intentions. Sensitized by the words and by her own fingers’ gentle stroking, she was more than ready to find release. Torn, thinking it would all make this seem perverse; she settled knowing no one would hear her. Just by shifting the tether a tiny bit, Michelle was taken off guard by her release. Feeling around for an accessible corner of the blanket so that she could yoink it out from under her, Michelle wondered if his fetish for wet panties was tied to the need a woman feels when she’s wanting.
