Her words sank deep into Nirina's teenage mind, igniting a primal desire he had only read about in naughty stories. Having this French gorgeous, stacked blonde - his neighbor and a married woman - admit such a thing was an entirely new experience, causing the nineteen year old native boy to practically explode with arousal.
Cecile leaned over Nirina, placing her hands on the arms of his chair, her face inches from his. All he could see was the deep cleavage between her barely contained massive breasts, and he had to mentally restrain himself from reaching out to reach out to the tantalizing fleshy globes of her bulky breasts.
"You won," she whispered devilishly, "and your reward will be incredible."
Her close presence overwhelmed Nirina's teenage senses - her perfume, her luscious body, and the fantasies of her underused shell gripping his thick Malagasy dong consumed his thoughts. Somehow, he managed to focus on her words and the moment.
The ravishingly hot bombshell blonde had now returned to the chaise lounge and had started to sit down. After swinging her legs up on the lounge she turned to look at him and at that moment all time stood still for him. Suddenly, Cecile 's eyes widened as she pointed at Nirina's bulging crotch, screaming.
"What the fuck is that?"
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