Carol in the bathroom

Carol was a bit confussed by it all. Sure she knew she had a pretty damn good body for a 36 year old, but... she'd never really been one to go too much out of her way to show off. But now , for reasons she couldn't explaine, the idea of getting all dolled up was really making her hot.

She held the red panties she'd swiped from Tera's drawer in her left hand as she carressed her breast and the smooth fabric teased at her nipple and causing it to instantly harden. She noticed the tag, "Wicked Weasle? That sounds about right for these!"

Meanwhile her right hand had wound it's way down and found her clit. Carol was astonished to find herself already quite wet and her middle figner slid in knuckle deep with easy, if ever so painfully slowly. Speed quickly built as she felt a need to get off like she hadn't felt in ages.