Get her naked

You've wanted to get Misha out of that tight dress since the first moment you saw her. You bring your hands up to its edges and begin to slowly peel her out of it. She helps you, smiling in innocent excitement. You close your eyes, wanting to take in the full beauty of her body at once.

You finish pulling her dress off, dropping it on the floor. You open your eyes and gaze at her. Misha's chestnut curls which frame her smiling face draw your eyes down to their resting place, her amazing breasts. You stand astonished at their beauty. They would be big on any girl, but on Misha's small frame they look absolutely massive. They're perfectly round, squeezing out over her arms, and they do not even droop or sag in spite of their weight. Pink nipples and areolae of a proportionate size rest on top, looking like pieces of candy you want to put your mouth on. Her breasts stop above a soft stomach you could fall asleep on. Below that, a dusting of light brown hair shields her muff from view. You start to salivate as you look at her, awe-struck. Misha looks at you confused, but she seems to realize that she is causing your pause and giggles bashfully.

You move forward and get on your knees. Misha doesn't understand until you pry her soft, creamy thighs apart with both hands. She freezes up a little as you look at her pussy for the first time. Slight, pink lips trail down from her clitoris, looking as full as they can be. Moving forward, you start licking her tenderness. Misha squeaks in alarm, and puts her hands on your head trying to push you away. You don't stop however, rapidly tonguing her all over her clit and slit. Misha's original scared squeak is followed by a sigh of pleasure, and her hands shift, now holding your head in place.