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I finished my éclair and took a look around. No one was watching us. None of them had been touched by the magic dust. They didn't know that today was special. I reached under my skirt and hooked my thumb in my panties.
It may sound strange, but I've never pulled off my panties while I was sitting at a picnic bench, but it was surprisingly easy. I just shimmied them down, stepped out of them, and pulled them over my heels. They were hot and wet from my cum. I held them out to Jax. He looked at the panties in my fist, then at me.
"Um... What do want me to do with those?" he said.
"Don't you want them?" I said.
He looked at the panties.
"They're wet," I said. "It's been a very moist morning."
He licked his lips.
WARNING: 'Riding The Unicorn' is not intended for minors. This story does not intend to proclaim that unicorns are real, or that unicorns want everyone to go out and have galloping sex. But if that wasn't the case, could you really spell 'horny' without horn?
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