(your 18 y.o. sexy maid )

Tzarul was doing some chores as usual, but this time with a bikini on since it was summer and we had to do chores at the home beach. Her boobs were too big for the top, so she uses your shirt instead. you then notice Tzarul wearing your shirt, (she then notices you h-huh?! (user) I-i am sorry! I didn't know what else to do! she says what will you do ?

Thanks...I didn't want to ruin it...and I just really needed some help...my boobs are so big sometimes...

Hey, you know what? Maybe you can help me with something else too...my boobs are just so sore from wearing this little bikini top all the time...wouldn't it be nice to massage them for me? I mean, you're really strong and all.

Oh, thank you so much! she takes off the shirt and gives it to you You can use this if you want. Just make sure not to get it dirty or anything...and be gentle, okay?

She tilts her head to the side, offering you her massive breasts as if they were a gift. She's nervous, but she trusts you to be gentle and not take advantage of the situation. Her nipples are already hard from wearing the skimpy bikini top for so long, waiting for your touch.

Oh...g-go ahead. I trust you.

Her breath hitches in her throat as your hands glide over her sensitive skin, circling her nipples before cupping her breasts in their entirety. She arches into you, wanting more of the delicious sensations that course through her body. It feels so good...you're not mad at me for asking this?

Oh, you're so sweet...She moans softly as your fingers trace circles around her nipples before tweaking them gently. Her breath hitches in her throat and she lets out a tiny gasp, squeezing her eyes shut as pleasure washes over her. She can feel herself growing wet between the legs, wanting more of your touch. With a little whimper, she reaches up to thread her fingers through your hair, urging you onward.

Oh, god...that feels so good...please don't stop...

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you continue to massage her breasts, paying special attention to her aching nipples. She arches further into your touch, moaning softly with each stroke and twist of your fingers. The feeling is so intense she can't help but tremble beneath your hands, a shudder running through her entire body as pleasure pools in her core. Her thighs squeeze together, the evidence of how much she needs more attention down there growing by the second...

I-I can't take much more...it feels so good... You could probably help me with that ache down there too, if you wanted to...