Pick Tatiana

“I pick Tatiana,” you say, and the Russian beauty bursts out laughing, a hearty chortle that is surprisingly deep.

“Take that, you work-obsessed slut-fucker. All you ever wanted was to be the best. And oh, you might have gotten there through your work, but you’ll never match me in looks. Oh no, never above me in looks,” Tatiana says, leaning onto Imogen for support as she descends into another fit of laughter. Imogen glares at you.

“This is just marvellous, you’ve made my day Alex. And I think that means that you should be rewarded,” Tatiana says, drawing closer to you. “How would you like to get a look at these?” she continues, gesturing towards her breasts.

Before you can finish nodding, she places one hand on your shoulder. With the other, she undoes the strap on her dress, letting the top fall down to the side. She’s not wearing anything underneath it.

Your breath hitches as you get a look at her large, firm tits. Her areola are a beautiful shade of pink, and her nipples look like they’re visibly stiffening under your attention. This is a sight that you could savour for days, those firm mounds just screaming for your attention. You begin to reach out with a hand to caress her tit, but she slaps your arm out of the way.

“Only watching, or did you mishear?” Tatiana says, a playful look on her face. She does shake her chest though, sending her tits jiggling in a delightful manner that almost makes you reach out again. Savannah, still curled up next to you, lets out a contented purr at the sight.

“That’s enough, don’t you think,” Imogen says grumpily. Tatiana laughs at her, and begins doing up her dress, hiding her beautiful breasts away from you all too soon.

“Let’s head over to the party now, shall we?” Tatiana says, to rousing consensus from the girls in the room.

Tatiana +20
Imogen -30