Take things slowly.

You approach Virginia, an athletic redhead stretching seductively alone. “Hey there, wanna help me out?” She invites. She’s wearing soccer shorts and a short tee-shirt on top of a white leotard. You sit across from her spread eagle placing your feet against each other and pulling each other to stretch out.

As she stretches towards you can feel her hot breath on you crotch, and as you stretch towards her you think you can smell the intoxicating aroma of hers. She keeps spreading her legs wider inching yourselves ever closer together. You wish she didn’t have the shorts on. You’ve always loved girls in tight clothing. You love getting peaks of camel toe and glimpses of what’s beneath.

“Hold on a sec…” She stands and slides off her shirt and shorts, “I couldn’t move in those.” Now standing before you can see every inch of her alabaster bodies shape and loveliness. You can clearly see the cleft of her pussy and a small triangle of bright red barely visible through the material.