Here’s Dua Lip in a pair of pantyhose with her panties on the outside, which I guess is for fashion, or maybe she’s heading to an aerobics class or a ballet recital, I don’t fucking know, I just feel like panties and pantyhose shouldn’t intermingle, you know keep; them segregated, back of the bus style….because the pantyhose does the work of the panty, with a little more breathability, allowing the drip to hit the floor….so pick one you needly, demanding “Give me everything cuz I can’t choose” gluttonous fuck at the all you can eat buffet, just the undergarment buffet….which is coincidentally where I’d like to have lunch.
The important thing to note in this picture is less about the panty over the pantyhose freakishness, but rather the pose she’s in, foot behind arm, leg spread for potential entry if you have a pair of scissors to get through the fucking layers like she’s a fucking tootsie pop….
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