Maria Pavlova, Part 1
"Soon after one of these hikes, I let Tom see my breasts when he came by to say good night. I flirted even more with him, saying:"
"'I know how much you were trying to see my breasts during the hike... But now you can look at them all you want!'"
"Tom felt like he was about to burst from the intensity of his horniness, his long deprivation, and my teasing. He felt like crying and burying his head in my breasts, and at the same time he was afraid that whatever he would do would drive away the beautiful teasing vision that I had become for him. He was scared and horny, and he didn't want to leave... but he was too scared, and so he tore himself away from my door that night."
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