CHARLES POV
I crouched behind Annabelle and stared at the sexiest motherfucking booty I had ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on. I didn't know whether I wanted to fuck her ass...or worship it.
The strip of her thong disappeared through her ass cheeks, the little triangle of black fabric just above it teasing and taunting me. I wanted it gone.
I slipped my finger under the thin fabric. "Annabelle?"
"Yeah?"
"How attached are you to this thong?"
"Um-"
"I was hoping you'd say that." With a twist of my finger, I easily tore through it. The little gasp she let out made me smile. "I've always wanted to do that."
Annabelle glanced down over her shoulder. "You've never torn a woman's panties before?"
"Oh, I have, several times."
"Then why did you say you've always wanted to do that?"