Present for inspection

"Take off your clothes and let me look at you," I commanded.

My mouth started salivating as she peeled off her tight shirt without even a second thought. Her perky, braless breasts were more perfect than I could have hoped for. With a little difficulty she slid her shorts past her cute little volleyball bubble butt. As her panties followed, I let out a long whistle.

She blushed, and smiled at me. "I hope this pleases you, sir."

Boy howdy did it please me. I stepped closer and groped a tit in my hand. It was firm but yielding, soft and inviting. I cupped her face in my hands. "How old are you, Jessie?"

"I turned nineteen in February," she gasped, caressing my hands with her own.

"Perfect," I grinned and drove my lips into hers.