"Oh Dean, don't you worry, I'm not thinking about anything but how good you look." She squeezed, then ran her hand up the satin and what it was covering. "How you feel." Because that was the best part, it felt incredible. She loved the way his erection made the panties strain, the hardness underneath all that soft. No wonder men liked women in these.

She dipped down further and kissed along the bulge Dean's cock made, breathed hot over it, traced it with her mouth until she reached the wet spot. She laved with the flat of her tongue, tasting a trace of warm salt beneath the fabric.