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" That's better than that stuck up bitch attitudes you had back home." He says looking at me with a naughty grin "Okay! You were so good at showing those huge tits. Let's start with the blouse." Y-yes sir." I take it off. The blouse was made to go out with a single well placed tuck ... the lacy white bra is a push up thing that offers my hooters rather than hide them. He looks at me with desire but also a frown on his face, I gasp, something is not right!"Do you remember being such a bitch to me, don't you?" He suddenly asks."S-sorry ... I-I was young..." I don't even remember his name! "I changed! really..." I do recall you were quite the little madam as well..." He spits the words with disgust. "On your knees!" I get on my knees in front of him, scared and embarrassed. "Now take the bra off." I unclasp it on the front and the brasserie nearly bursts free since it was a tight fit and I have these huge knockers ... all natural on my short 5'2" tall frame. "Hummm! They are nice tits,. I think a kiss would do." I have no idea why I said that. It just popped into my mind and I said it before I thought about it. I often seem to do that. As soon as it was out and I couldn't swallow the words, I thought, 'STUPID! Wait till the neighbors find out you're trying to seduce the girl.'Her eyes opened wide and I hoped she wasn't about to run out the door screaming. Then she looked bemused and surprised. "You want to kiss me?"A reprieve? "Only if you want to. But yes, I'd like that." Okay," she said, looking both apprehensive and curious.Throwing caution to the wind, I put a hand on her cheek and pulled her face to mine. Our lips met very gently, then pressed together. I pulled away. Her face was dreamy. I brought her face to mine again, this time pressing more, and kissed her well. My other hand went round her back and pulled her to me. She melted into my body pressing hard against me as we kissed. Damn, but this was already getting dangerous. I pulled back."Um, thank you," I.
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She smiled and allowed her hands to tangle in his dark hair. Slowly, he began to gather the silk of the dress in his hands, inching her skirt up slowly and savoring every new glance of bare, snowy white skin that lay beneath. He stopped inches away from the top of her thighs. He could feel her pulse racing through his fingertips and took note of her shallow, excited breaths – her stomach quickly rising and falling with each inhale and exhale. ‘Nervous?’ he asked, looking up at her. She looked back down, her lower lip trapped underneath her teeth, her chin trembling slightly and bravely nodded. He nodded, ‘I’ll stop if you tell me to stop.’ He wanted to believe himself, but he wasn’t sure if it was a promise he could actually keep. She nodded again and felt her legs tremble as one of his hands dropped down the side of her leg. His long fingers curled around the back of her thigh effortlessly. He traced a path down to her knee where he kissed the soft skin just above her kneecap. He.

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