She teases, her silky new panties a whisper against her skin, a promise. 'Do you like?' she purrs, turning, bending, inviting. His gaze, hungry, lingers on the lace, the curve of her ass. He reaches, she guides, his hand wrapped around her panties, jerking, rubbing. She watches, her eyes heavy-lidded, as he loses himself in the rhythm, their bodies swaying, the air thick with desire.