I was very sure he saw my trimmed bush and the outline of my slit through my erotic transparent panties.Just at that moment, I then realized that my b...ttom part of my panties were soaked with my hubby's cum and probably some of my juice too. We just made love about thirty minutes ago and he had shot everything inside me. I was too lazy to wash it off and now those sticky juices were flowing down and flooding my panties. Glancing down with embarrassing, I saw our mixed liquids sliding down my. " Since we were kids, you mean. Cause we use to do this all the time, in case you don't remember." Well, since we've become lovers. And I do love you, Karen." Yeah, yeah. That's nice. Are you gonna get that coffee any time soon, and maybe you should start breakfast while you're at it." But, I don't really want to get out of bed either. It's just nice in here, with you beside me."Karen and I remained silent for another few seconds before we both yelled in a single voice for Cindy, who came. If she’s a spy, she’s the worst spy ever.”“It’s still a possibility,” Gillen replied stubbornly.“Maybe,” Tergin rejoined. “I don’t think so, however. Neither does Bremer. Neither does Yren – or Bena, who’s listening to the two of them even closer than I am. We all get the same impression. There’s an ... innocence about her. There’s no guile.”He sighed before continuing. “She ... from what I can gather, she’s been sheltered most of her life. It isn’t like here. In her home, women are treated as. How odd was it to see her own pussy in person from this angle, sopping wet, still slightly dilated with juices slowly seeping.Christina crawled forward on her elbows, and buried her face between Chrissy’s legs, licking her wet slit and running her tongue hungrily over Chrissy’s clit. It was like nothing she’d ever dreamed of. Eating pussy, almost her own, while being pounded from behind gave her the most luscious thrill of her life.“Oh, god! Yes!” Christina screamed when she came up to take a.