“Have I mentioned that granny panties turn me on?” I ask her. “You haven’t,” she breathes out, the warm air tickling my lips. I press my hard cock into her lower belly. “I want to know what color they are.” I kiss her jawline, slipping my tongue along the salty skin there. “And you know what else I want to know?” “What?” she replies breathlessly. “If they’re soaked for me.”
