NASIR
Holy f**k, she is so hot.
Who knew that hot body was hidden underneath those damn clothes? Her skin was porcelain, smooth. Not a single scar was on any part of her.
Her breasts were full and perky, and there was something about the way her hair cascaded down her bare shoulders that made little to no effort in concealing her perky n*****s. They were so pink and round, all I could think about was putting one in my mouth while my hand caressed the other.
She wore red lace underwear that left little to the imagination. And I mean very little. The colour reminded me of the colour of my blood flowing straight down to my d**k this very second.
Her thighs were so full, yet there somehow managed to be a gap between them. The slimness of her waist matched the curves of her hips perfectly
