Chapter 52
Amber Whyte.
Three weeks later. (Party)
The moment I sighted the special lace panties the triplets had instructed me to wear, carnal desires shot through my dry hole.
It pumped juices, roaring back to life.
I felt warm. Wet. Ready.
My p***y started to hum. To hiss. To pulse.
I snatched the panties from my dresser, scrutinizing it.
My brows furrowed.
It appeared normal. Nothing suspicious.
Yet my mind wasn't settled. The triplets wouldn't have insisted on me wearing it to the party if it were just regular panties.
I shrugged my shoulders.
Without giving it much thought, I slipped it on and adjusted my dress on my body with my eyes fixed on the mirror.
I gave myself one final glance.
A satisfied smirk curled at the edge of my lips.
I was perfect.
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