With Sara’s help, her panties were pushed off to the side. I barely caught the moan escape from under her breath as my finger tip brushed against her drenched panties. Hot xxx She sat back in an annoyed fluster. I cautiously reached over to Sara’s thigh, gentle rest my hand half way up from her knee. That day I had decided to dress more for the look than comfort. A soft distinct exhale passed her lips and her hand came back up. She reached over to my other hand hidden under my skirt and found my clit. Sara held me firmly, moving my hand faster into her while she breathed harder fighting the moans that wanted to burst out of her.
