Favorite Blog: VIP CREW VIPCREW.COM look at me." He swallowed, but turned his head. His eyes locked with mine. He would not look below them. The tit was waving at him as I breathed.
"Have you ever told a girl you thought she was pretty, or sexy?" I got a small head shake. "Why not? I know you've thought so."
"Uh. She'd probably think I was just stupid, or teasing her, or something."
"A girl dresses up, or puts on a tight sweater and tight jeans or shorts to show off her titties and ass..." that got me a full blush. I continued without a pause, "fixes her makeup and her hair, polishes her nails..." I wiggled my fingers before him and extended my leg and foot horizontally and flexed my toes, "and you think... she would think... you were stupid... if you told her she was pretty?" My tone was shocked.
"Uh. I guess not." Blushing again with a crestfallen look, he was so cute.
"Did you like looking at my tittie?"
"Oh! Ms. Johnson! No!" A beautiful brilliant red.
"You didn't like looking at it?" I was dumbfounded.
"Yes! No! Oh, I don't know! I don't know what I mean!" He chocked on a sob. He was leaning forward with his face in his hands, almost crying.
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