“Twenty-one.”
Thank God.
“Don’t want to hurt you. Like I said, just a look. I want you to lift your dress up for me.” She lowers her face, then looks up at me through her long wet eye lashes. So seductive.
“I’ve never let a man see me naked before, not even my fiancee.”
“Holy fuck, you’re a virgin?”
She nods demurely.
by Carrie Breeze
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