
CW: This story contains explicit sexual content, including panty fetishism, masturbation. All characters depicted are consenting adults.
Noah knelt. Sienna stood over him, her black lace panties damp, her ‘Sine limite’ tattoo peeking from her braless tank. Her bold, flirtatious energy filled the room, her dominance absolute. Noah's cock was rock-hard, throbbing as he pressed his face close to her crotch, his nose rubbing the soft, wet fabric of her panties. Sienna let out a low moan, her hips twitching, pushing herself closer, craving more. Noah's tongue darted out, licking and rubbing her through the thin lace, the heat and musk of her pussy driving his dick to leak onto the floor.















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