Karen's fingers hooked into the waistband of Julie's panties, her grip firm. "Let's check to be sure…" she said, her voice dripping with false innocence.
Before Julie could even process what was happening, Karen yanked the fabric down in one swift motion, exposing Julie's soaked, hairy pussy to the cool air of the office.
Julie gasped, her hands flying to cover herself, but Karen was faster. She grabbed Julie's wrists, pulling them away with a sharp tug.
"Ah-ah, Sister. If there's an ant in there, we need to see it, don't we?" Her eyes locked onto Julie's glistening, dripping folds, her lips curling into a smirk.
"My, my…" she murmured, her voice thick with amusement. "Sister Julie… you… you weren't doing some strange thing in the office… did you?"
Julie's face burned crimson. She stammered, her voice barely a whisper. "I… I didn't…"
