I leaned in and kissed Anna, her lips melting into mine, moaning softly as my hand trailed down her waist, brushing her stomach, her hips bucking instinctively like her body was already anticipating what came next. Her panties were soaked, clinging to her like a second skin, and as I slid my fingers over the fabric, she gasped — eyes fluttering shut, thighs locking around my wrist.