Panty Party Leads To Deep Fingering
Raina had been trying to convince Melissa for weeks to try some of the lingerie in her catalog. “Come on, Melissa, I’m only two more sets from a payout, and this stuff will look sexy as hell on you!”
Melissa, sighing, relented. “Fine, what time do you want me at the party?” Squealing with joy, Rania said “eight-thirty! don’t be late! We don’t want to start without you!”
Melissa entered Rania’s building and shook off the rain, annoyed at having to spend the evening with what she assumed to a bunch of housewives bitching about their husbands. Even worse, with all those female bodies and lingerie around, she knew she’d go home horny and frustrated; these certainly weren’t the type of women that experimented.
Arriving at Rania’s door, Melissa tapped three times, and heard a “come in” from the other side. Steading herself, she pushed open the door - and her jaw dropped. Alone, Rania stood in the middle of the apartment clothed in nothing but lingerie, and held another set by one finger. “I figured you’d be the kind of customer that likes to try before you buy, and the only way you really know if lingerie is worth it, is how good a fuck you get while in it.”
