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Chapter 8 by Torg Torg

Peek? Be a good boy? Something else?

Gotta peek

Judging by her position, I barely open my left eye, thinking it will be harder for her to see it. I see her from the neck down because of my facedown position. She has beautiful, large boobs, a little sagging, but only enough to give them a great wobble. No need to add "for her age", since they would look incredible on a teenager. Her nipples are sticking out, and I can just barely see the top of her patch of brown pussy hair. She is leaning back down to lie down again, and I quickly close my eye before she catches me. My cock is uncomfortably rigid between myself and the towel.

"You can open them now. All clear," she says, playfully. I open my eyes and see Doe’s face smiling at me. “Did you like the show?”

I blush to my scalp. “Er, … um, … I, …” is all I can stammer out.

“Oh, come on. I saw you peeking. Don’t be embarrassed; it’s natural for you to be curious at your age. So, did you like them?” she cajoles.

“Yeah, they were very pretty,” I say, inwardly groaning at the triteness of my answer.

“Thank you for the compliment, John.” She closes her eyes and lets the sun bake her.

I just gaze at every piece of skin on her body that I can see. When I get to the squished sides of her breasts, my eyes pop open, because her position lets me see most of her areole and half the bump of her nipple. The images of her jiggling mounds from my sneak peek keeps my hard-on fully inflated.

What now?

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