Scene Description:
Rina Ellis lounged like a filthy goth princess in her skimpy black lingerie, ordering her boyfriend to rifle through the laundry for her "lucky" black panties. With every pair she owned pitch-black, he was fucked from the start. After he fumbled uselessly she spotted the lacy, cum-crusted thong hanging out of his back pocket—still warm and heavy with his scent. Those panties had never touched the wash; they'd been shoved against his face night after night while he stroked his cock raw. The revelation made her instantly soaked; her clit pulsed at the thought of his dirty little fetish finally out in the open. If she'd known sooner they could've been feeding that craving together for the nastiest, toe-curling orgasms imaginable—honest communication really does make the sex filthier.
