Upping Her Panty Game

Ashley Lane was doing her roommate Aubrey Kate's laundry when she found this lame pair of cotton panties. Gross. She couldn't let that slide, not when Aubrey was trying to get laid. So she bought her the hottest thong she could find — black lace, barely-there straps that'd disappear between her ass cheeks. Aubrey peeled off her jeans right there in the living room and slipped them on. The fabric barely covered her thick cock, the front pressing tight while those strings hugged her hips and vanished into that perfect curve of ass. Ashley's mouth went dry. She couldn't look away. Her hand twitched. Aubrey caught the stare, smirked, rolled her hips a little. Yeah, she knew. The confidence hit different once she felt Ashley's eyes eating her up. She stepped closer, fingers hooking her thumbs into that thong's waistband. "You should let me thank you properly," she said, voice low and teasing. "Come here." Ashley's pulse hammered. She dropped to her knees fast, already reaching to pull the lace aside and get her mouth on what was waiting underneath.