slowly approaches you as you lay helpless, tied to the bed, smiling disarmingly as she covers her proud breasts.
"I know you've always coveted my breasts, from when I was barely in my teens" she smiles. "I remember those sly glances at the pool"
She's at the bed now and leans close to you, and you can't help but inhale her scent and remain fixated on her breasts.
You're desperately trying to distract yourself with other thoughts, but your cock is straining hard to the ceiling, wet from the ministrations of the three lovelies that have now (thankfully) left the room.
She now turns away, though, wriggling.
"Of course, I have a nice ass too, don't I?" You're sweating.. imagining the delights beneath that short plaid skirt that she swishes this way and that as she wriggles her hips...
"I bet you wish you could... touch.. me... don't you?", she asks, as, still facing away, she inches up the back of her skirt, revealing a smooth white expanse of cotton panties, atop the lightly tanned legs. |