my soaked panties: Adventures Beyond Imagination, Mystery, and Hope

Nighttime in “my soaked panties”: only moonlight illuminates her naked body on the balcony. Cool air hardens nipples while “my soaked panties” follows her hand trailing downward. She leans against the railing, fingers working furiously between spread legs as “my soaked panties” records breathless whispers of pleasure. The risk of being seen heightens every stroke until “my soaked panties” captures her muffled scream into her own arm as waves of climax crash over her moonlit skin.