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Today, Princess Paris was in quite the hurry. She hustled to the cab window, exclaiming that she was late for her appointment on Edging Street to see the lady doctor. As she ran, I couldn't help but notice that she wasn't wearing any panties. It seemed she didn't have any time to waste!

Paris asked me to wait for her outside and assured me that she would make it worth my while. With that, she made to leave the car but forgot to tuck her tits back into her dress. They had fallen out! I suggested she put them away before stepping out onto the bustling street, trying my best not to stare as her large breasts bounced around.

While waiting for her return, boredom set in and curiosity got the better of me. I decided to snoop through her bag, which she'd left behind in the car. To my surprise, I found a pair of panties in there. They smelled sweetly of pussy, so I couldn't resist having a little shuffle around with them before putting them back.

Next thing I know, Paris is returning to the car, her cheeks flushed, and a sheepish grin on her face. She apologized profusely for forgetting her bag and thanked me for keeping an eye on it while she was gone. As she got into the car this time, she remembered to tuck her tits back in, but they remained visible beneath her thin dress.

Feeling slightly tipsy from whatever had happened at her appointment, Paris began to undress me, much to my surprise. She started with a sloppy blowjob that had my cock standing at full attention in no time. Before I knew it, she'd moved on to giving my balls a good rim job. As she slid off her dress, her sultry voice whispered in my ear that she knew I'd been playing with her panties.

She climbed onto the backseat and slipped my hard cock into her tight, warm pussy. It felt incredible, even better than I could have imagined. I fucked her hard and fast, feeling every inch of her wet, welcoming heat. As I neared my climax, I tried to cum on her fluffy ginger bush, but instead blasted it straight into her eye!

Sorry darling," I stuttered, horrified by what I'd done. She winced in pain, her hand going up to rub at her stinging eye. "I'm so sorry," I repeated, feeling utterly useless. Despite the unexpected turn of events, Paris grinned at me, kissed my cheek, and whispered that it had been worth the wait.