You Cum In My Wet Panty

-- I arrive at my new job wearing a white shirt and a tight skirt that hugs my hips, high heels, determined to make a good impression. You're my boss, the one in charge of my orientation. As you show me the desk and explain my tasks, I notice your gaze fixed on my legs. The tension is palpable. Suddenly, you stop, lower your voice, and, in a confessional tone, tell me that you find the wet look incredibly arousing, the sheen of the wet fabric against my skin... and, above all, urine. I try to ignore it, but a wave of heat washes over me. I try to maintain my composure, but your honesty has excited me. I look into your eyes, pull you even closer, and whisper, "It turns me on too." With a slow movement, I take my glass of water and deliberately pour it over my shirt. The clear liquid soaks through the fabric, clinging to my skin and revealing my breasts, my nipples hard and erect beneath the thin cloth. Your breathing quickens. I can't take it anymore. I stare at you, my back to you, my ass right in your face. A warm, golden stream gushes from my pussy, soaking my skirt and crotch, creating a puddle at my feet. The sound of the liquid hitting the floor is the only music in the office. You kneel in front of me, fascinated by my dripping skirt. I move closer, unzip your skirt, and pull out your already hard cock. With one hand, I squeeze it while with the other I caress my hot, wet panties. I help you masturbate, moving my hand to the rhythm you request, until you moan and ejaculate, bathing my panties in your hot semen, mingling with the urine still dripping from me. The office is no longer a workplace; it's the stage for our dirtiest fantasy come true.

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