The first time she only by her panties accepted to have her pussy groped. I could feel her warmth and wetness seeping through the thin material as my fingers eagerly explored the hidden contours of her desire. Each touch was a dangerous game of seduction and curiosity, and her jerky breathing confirmed that I was on the right track. As my hands moved with calculated precision, I could feel the tension between us building, and the desire to go further became harder and harder to ignore.