The laundry room air hung thick with the musky scent of her arousal. Alex’s fingers trembled as they finally hooked the sides of Sarah’s soaked pink panties. The fabric clung to her swollen pussy lips, strings of her slick juices stretching as he peeled them down. Her thighs quivered, a stifled moan escaping her lips as the cool air hit her glistening folds.

“Is this okay?” he rasped, his own cock straining painfully against his zipper.

Sarah’s face burned crimson, eyes squeezed shut. Embarrassment warred with the desperate need to feel his touch. She nodded, biting her lip as he continued pulling the sodden fabric. His breath ghosted over her exposed clit, making her hips jerk. Just as the panties cleared her dripping slit, a viscous string of her cum snapped free, splattering across his cheek.

“Oh god,” she gasped, mortified. Stepping out of the ruined underwear, she fled upstairs, her bedroom door slamming shut.

Alex stood frozen, wiping her juices from his face. He brought the soaked panties to his nose, inhaling the potent tang of her pussy. His hand drifted toward his bulge but he stopped himself, tossing the evidence into the washer.

Days later, curiosity led him to her secret. On a cam site, “SquirtQueen_Sarah” was live, legs splayed in her professional setup, fingers plunging into her dripping cunt.

“Cum with me, boys,” she purred to her viewers, rubbing her swollen clit.

Alex unzipped his pants, gripping his thick shaft as he watched her performance. Her p