Goddess Out of Reach
Your breath catches -- she has indeed taken off the dress, and she looks absolutely stunning, lying on the picnic blanket under the sun, her long, shiny hair braided into color as it falls down, over her lovely right breast and to the ground. You have never seen such a perfect balance of color and curve, light and shadow, flesh, necklace, skin, and sex. Your heart pounds with lust. "Mmm," she murmurs, "my pussy is so exposed, out here. If only there were a man nearby to fill it up! But there is only you," she sighs, "and you are practically dickless. What a shame. Whack it hard, you pathetic little pig! It annoys me that you're incapable of pleasing me right now, because I would LOVE a good fuck. So I think I'm just going to have to make you suffer..."