"My, my, these are wet," Abigail hissed excitedly as she held the soaked crotch up for me to see. Then she brought the panties to her nose. "She smell... sweet. Just like the virgin that she is." She smiled and tossed the panties at me. They landed in my lap.I looked down and then back up at her. She had a smug look on her face. I began to think that she was doing this to punish me for breaking her rules. It appeared that she was going to make me watch as she took her pleasure.Abigail reached. She looked down under my short skirt and I knew she could see my panties. She stuck out her tongue and made a licking motion as she looked at me. Then she turned back to the tennis match. The grin stayed.Michelle shaped and filed each toenail. After one toe, she moved closer to me and put my foot on the inside of her furthest thigh where she could work on it better. When she started on the other foot, she had my knees bent. The material of my skirt wasn't between my legs so I knew I was showing. ”“That’s why SHE supports me, and before you ask, she’s not a lesbian, she just knows what’s good for the business.”“So it’s all your doing, I just knew that you liked it when Josh hiked up your skirt that night at the pub and then when he stripped and fucked you over his car. You’re an exhibitionist aren’t you?”“That night made me realise that I was. You’re not complaining are you?”“Hell no, Josh is one luck bastard. If you ever want someone other than Josh to stare at you just call me. You. "She's wet, isn't she?" teased Enid, breaking their kiss and leaving Drusilla breathless as she gave Ethel another quick kiss, playfully licking the girl's lips before smiling mischievously at both of them."Y- yes..." Drusilla responded breathlessly as Ethel stared at Enid in surprise, for once uncertain of how to react, "so very wet."Enid smirked as she suddenly stepped away from the two, confidently brushing her beautiful dark chestnut locks over her shoulders and sighing wearily. "So tell.