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I can’t help but notice how damp the front of my dress is where I’ve wanked off in her knickers so much that they’re drenched, it’s seeping through and staining my dress which is when I hear the door opening – She’s home! I didn’t understand what she meant until I felt her body pressed up against my own and she slowly pulled her pants down and took them off keeping eye contact all the time until she looked down and held them ready for me to step into. She stepped back and looked me up and down before taking a photo on her phone and then took me by the hand leading me to the settee. Once she’d gone out I fantasised what she was up to.
