Why? I don’t know, just because
Maybe we were watching TV next to each other or something
My hand would just be resting on your leg
But being a naughty horny fellow, I think it would probably start wandering
Rubbing down the inside of your thigh
I suppose at some point it had gone down your tracksuit
Maybe you didn’t notice
Feeling the soft tender inside of your thigh, running my fingers up to the edge of your panties
And tugging at them a bit
Letting the fabric pull across you
Running my hand down over the front of them
From top to bottom
Letting my fingers feel into your creases
And someone has been thinking about this too, because they are a bit wet already
And warm to the touch
Feeling my finger slip underneath the elastic edge
And running itself across your smoothly shaven pubic area
You wanting me to go a bit further down, but not yet
Then taking my hand out, and realizing that wow, you have no top on
Surely that’s not an accident, I bet take a feel o