Panties fetish

Candy eases her panties up between her lips until the soft cotton disappears inside her. The fabric stretches, thin and damp, pulling tight across her folds. She watches the way it clings, then slips a finger in beside it, tracing slow circles that make her breath catch. Heat builds fast. Another finger follows, and the wet cotton slides deeper with every stroke. She likes the feeling of being filled, the little tug each time she pulls back. Soon she wants more. Candy turns onto her side, reaches behind, and works the same soaked panties against her ass. The material catches at first, then yields. One careful push and the tip of her finger slips through the ring of muscle. A soft sound leaves her throat. She keeps going, stretching herself open until two fingers sit snug inside her ass, moving with the same rhythm she used on her cunt. The pleasure hits different—sharper, heavier. She bites her lip, pushes harder, and wonders how much more she can take. Her knuckles press, testing. Candy draws a long breath, then starts working her whole hand forward. The ring gives, slow and tight, until her knuckles slide past and her fist rests inside. She holds still, feeling the deep pulse around her wrist, then begins a gentle rocking motion. Each small movement sends a fresh rush through her, and she stays there, breathing hard, pushing deeper each time she rocks forward.