"You naughty little girl," he teased as his hand moved gently over the crotch of her panties. "You've wet your pretty little panties."

"Oh, yes, Pete," she panted. "My cunt has never felt like this. It's so hot and tingly. I can feel the juice oozing out of it. I can't make it stop."

"That's nice, darling, but I can't let you catch cold with wet panties. I'll have to suck that juice out of them."

Pete felt her trembling as he picked her up and carried her to the bed. Laying her across it, he raised her legs high and bent them back over her body, parting them wide so that her panty-sheathed crotch was wide open, an exciting contrast of wet black nylon and pure white skin. A few black, curly hairs peeked out around the edges of her panties to add to his excitement.

"See how horny you look, angel," he told her and then heard her moan again as she raised her head a little to look at the mirror.

The sight of her open crotch, wet panties snugging against her hot cunt was the most exciting thing she had ever seen, so exciting that all she could do was moan, but it told Pete exactly how she felt, how deliciously horny she was in those, her final minutes of virginity as she hungered for hard cock in the tight slit of her churning young cunt.

Her moans became louder and turned to broken cries when be held her gently by the hips and began licking and kissing her inner thighs, his tongue moving closer and closer to the warm, wet nylon, and then she cried out loudly as she felt an excitingly warm mouth close over the crotch of her panties.

"Oh… oh… ooohhhh," she groaned as he began sucking cunt juice through body-warmed nylon. Her pussy juice was just as tasty as he had known it would be, and as he sucked, she kept pushing back against him, massaging his face with her moist, warm crotch, her silken thighs rubbing against his cheeks in eager invitation to his excitingly invading face.