My g-string undergarments where rubbing up and down my labia as I was walking towards the table. I was certain that my pussy scent would end up soilin... through my skirt. “Must…learn…self…control,” reciting in my head while each footstep clinked onto the floor with my stiletto heels. While trying to refrain from pussy juices gushing in my panties, I sat next to Jake. Abruptly, I felt a slight hand pulling my black pencil skirt, slowly. My thighs were quivering, yet he was nonchalant. I had to. "My heart sank. "But I don't have any..." I sputtered."Fortunately, I do. Down in my room," she stated triumphantly."Well, let's go!" I said."Indeed," she agreed, climbing off the bed. She crossed the room and opened the door. "Aren't you coming?" she asked."Aren't you going to get dressed first?" I gasped."No," was all she said as she stepped out into the hallway.For a long moment, I just sat there stunned. Keep in mind that this was the early eighties, long after the 'anything goes' of the. More

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