The soft fabric of Sarah's forgotten panties caresses your fingers as you explore every curve, your heart pounding with anticipation. You can almost feel her warmth, her wetness seeping into the delicate lace. Your cock throbs, straining against your zipper, as you envision Sarah's fingers trailing along the same path, her breath hitching as she thinks about your hands on her body. You can't resist any longer, freeing your aching cock and stroking it, imagining Sarah's lips wrapping around you, her tongue swirling, her eyes locked onto yours as she takes you deep into her mouth.