"Slide your panties to the side," I sucked in a breath and slid my panties to the side, exposing my dripping p***y to him. God, was I dripping. We were standing opposite to the big ass mirror in the room, and it gave a clear view of us, and my cunt. I was so wet, my wetness was glistening through the mirror.
"f**k," Alastair and I moaned together. He looked up at the same time I did and boom. We attacked each other, our tongues tangling once again. Alastair slid his hands against my thighs and hooked one of my legs around his waist. He pressed his c**k against my lower lips and when he knew the panty wouldn't get in the way, he hooked my other leg around his waist. He slammed us against some flat surface, pressing his c**k firmly against me, and then rubbing it up and down my wet slit.
