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The scent of sex and laundry detergent fills the air as she finds his secret, hidden panties. Her pussy throbs, lubed by her own arousal. She finds him, vulnerable and embarrassed, and pounces. "You like panties, don't you, boy?" she sneers, pushing her damp panties into his face. He hesitates, then obeys, cleaning her with his tongue as she watches, her own hand sneaking into her panties, rubbing her clit. "Good boy," she purrs, "Clean it all up."