Her panties are pink and lacy, in that boyshort style that rides high, clings to the curve of her hips. My eyes trace the turning of the hemline, the sweeping pattern stretched taut over her round ass. One leg is straight, the other bent, butt pushed back. My jaw hangs slack. The sun’s not even up yet, this is more than I am prepared to handle this early in the morning.
Terribly Easy 