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Her body trembles, and she tries desperately to close her legs, to preserve some semblance of modesty and dignity, but the position forces them to remain shamefully spread. I don’t want to do this!” Meredith cries. “You’re getting so wet for,” Heather purred. A soft moan escaped her lips as she teased herself. “So wet and swollen, just begging to be touched.” Heather said. With Meredith’s pencil skirt now fully bunched up around her waist, Heather had an unobstructed view of the lace panties that clung to her mound. “This is so dirty, so wrong!” Meredith thought. Meredith’s terrified gaze darted between Heather and the hulking figures of the men, her heart pounding wildly in her heaving chest. Heather’s eyes were glinting with dark promise.