
CW: This story contains explicit sexual content, including panty fetishism, masturbation. All characters depicted are consenting adults.
Noah's house was empty his mother out for the night leaving the three of them alone in the charged. Sienna dangled Delilah's red lace panties in front of Noah's face, twirling the fabric. "You thought you could fuck with me, you perv?" she said, her voice sharp and commanding. "Take off your shirt." Noah's hands trembled as he yanked the t-shirt over his head, exposing his toned chest, sweat beading on his skin from the humid heat and tension. His cock throbbed harder, the bulge in his jeans straining, a wet spot forming at the tip. Delilah's gaze locked on the panties on the bed, her jaw tight. "You're a fucking creep," she said, her voice low, but curiosity flashed in her eyes, her reserved nature faltering.















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