The first thing you see is the eyes. Yes, yes, no matter what. You come across like a golden fish, like a rabbit. Only she failed. She is she. And her eyes ... They look so that when you stop looking in your eyes, you immediately want to look somewhere else ... I know where you want to look, but there are clothes. Bye ... She raises her arms and removes a strand of hair from her forehead. He looks at you. Well, what are you? These nervous hands. I wonder how it is to feel the touch of these hands on the body? You still know, be patient. Not all at once. That's more interesting. After all, she teases you. Her baby expression appears on her face. She knows how. Very childish and very innocent. But this is a hoax. You know that, only you don't care. When did she take off her dress? Or was he not at all? Where were your eyes? She is not in a hurry to touch you. She touches herself for now ... At first she embraces herself by the shoulders. She is cold. Then she slowly lowers her hands below.

No, wait ... Not so fast. Now she touches her breast. Easy, with your fingertips ... I wonder if her skin is velvet or smooth? Her hands are thin, thin, long fingers tremble a little. Not from excitement, from cold. And her nails are short and it looks like that bitten ... She arches her back and now you see that she has a tattoo on her left breast, a rabbit from Winnie-the-Pooh cartoon. Right next to the circle of light brown skin ... Now, she presses her hands to her chest and slowly lowers them below. Lower. Yes, exactly where you want her to put them down. To the very place where the tan is not so dark because she only recently began to sunbathe without a swimsuit ... Her finger, middle, with a nail painted bright purple lacquer moves below. How vulgar. She probably looks at you, but you don't care. She won't tease you anymore. Now you can. Well, what are you? Do not be afraid. Come to the mirror ...