What If I’m Wearing Nothing Under It?

“You could also remove what you have under your skirt,” he half-joked.

“And what if I’m wearing nothing under it?” Her face was so serious that Loth couldn’t get it as a return joke.

“R… really?”

She looked at him and laughed.

“Of course I’m wearing something, who do you take me for?”

She moved her ass to the edge of the bench and slid her thumbs
under her skirt, all the way to the straps, then pulled them down.

“I was wearing something, I should say. Could you put them in the knapsack for me?” She said handing him over her panties.


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