Whoa! Fan service!
The thin green fabric rose completely, baring smooth, flawless thighs the pale color of fresh cream all the way up.
And light green panties hugged their pussy with that obscene tightness; the silky material so sheer it molded to every intimate curve like a second skin.
Some darker green spots dotted the panties like scattered dew drops, clustered right over the sensitive peak where the fabric had already darkened with a small, intimate wet patch.
The panties traced the plump outer lips of their vagina perfectly, outlining the soft cleft in teasing shadow, showcasing the vague ridge where folds pressed against silk, the subtle indentation hinting at the slick entrance beneath their legs.
Tiny living-vine bows quivered at the narrow hips, trembling in the gust.
The high-cut edges rode up slightly, exposing the lower swell of pert, curved asses dusted with faint iridescent glitter that sparkled like embedded fairy dust.
