Kate's presence, however, added an interesting layer to the situation. Knowing she was there, watching us, made the moment feel even more charged, more intense.
It was as if we had an audience, someone who was witnessing the depth of our connection, the raw emotion that was passing between Jennifer and me.
Jennifer's presence was intoxicating. She slowly opened the door completely, making it look like an accident, revealing her body. "Oops..." she said, a hint of mischief in her voice. Her wet panties clung to her, outlining the shape of her pussy, the fabric almost transparent with her arousal. Her bra barely contained her full, round breasts, her erect nipples poking through the fabric, begging for attention.
