“What did we say about panties? They only get in the way. If you want us to keep that p***y filled up with our seed, you can’t be wearing them.”
She nodded. “I know. I’m sorry.” She didn’t look sorry at all and I tried not to grin. Panties would not be keeping us from filling her p***y.
I nodded toward her panties. “Lose them.”
She tugged them down over her hips and I groaned at the sight before me. Sweet Jesus, I’d never tire of that sight. Her p***y was bare except for a neat little strip of groomed dark hair. I couldn’t miss the pink folds or the way they were glistening with her juices…and our seed from when we f****d her this morning before she came into the office.
Ethan walked into the room and startled Rachel, quickly dropping her hands.
I waved my finger for her to lift them
