| Chakotay stepped back, his eyes admiring the delicate lace of her white underwear. His fingers traced the nipples sheathed within the padded cups, feeling them harden to his touch. His other hand moved softly downwards, a whimper of anticipation sounded as his fingertips explored the treasure briefly before his touch quickened to a firm stroking. Desire rising as he slipped his hand into her panties, the pleasure unbelievable. “Oh my God Chakotay!” He spun around, his back to the mirror, his hand still down her panties. “Just what do you think you are doing in MY underwear?” |
