She turned to see her slim, shapely body in profile, then turned farther and looked back over her shoulder to admire her adorable ass.

Ginny had a lovely body and was well aware of the way that men and boys looked at her. She loved to imagine them jacking off while they had fantasies about her pussy or mouth. It pleased her to believe that cum by the bucketful must have been spilled out over memories of her pert tits and beautiful ass.

She slid a hand down and fingered her clit.

It tingled pleasantly but, as her nipples had, failed to really respond.

She shrugged and moved away from the mirror, going to the dresser. She opened a drawer and rummaged through her panties. They were all sexy bikini types. Ginny liked to sit with her legs nonchalantly parted and give guys a chance to look up her skirt and, naturally, she wanted her loins to be clad suitably and provocatively.

She selected a pair of sheer black panties.

And then she made a remarkable discovery.

The panties felt kind of sticky. And when she held them up, she could see a film of some mysterious milky substance in the crotch band.

Ginny was puzzled.

Had she creamed her panties and somehow put them back in the drawer unwashed?

It seemed unlikely, but there was definitely a coating of congealed slime in them. The girl held them to her face and sniffed at the crotch. Fucking Holy Shit, she thought.

The familiar, starchy aroma wasn't cunt juice at all – it was definitely jism!

Just to make sure, she pushed her tongue out and lapped at the milky coating. Her taste buds registered the flavor of jizz, verifying what her nose had deduced.

Ginny was mystified.

She tried to remember if some guy had dry humped her recently, shooting off onto her panties.

But she couldn't recall having been dry-humped in weeks.