Meet my girl Vasiliska

Hi, my name is Britney and I’m lesbian. It will not really have anything to do with this particular story other than I was really ready for a girl like this. Her name is Vasiliska. She’s Russian. But I am getting ahead of myself. There is more to this story and I truly needed to share it with you. For one, this was the first time I ever went to a nudist beach, which is an experience in itself and this was also the day I met this gorgeous girl from Russia, so beautiful and so alluring that I never believed I’d meet anyone like that on holiday.
It was last year and this was the very first time I went to Europe. Me and a couple of my buddies went on a month long vacation visiting Spain, France and Italy. We were checking out some of the very delightful cities on the planet and also a number of the maximum beaches that I’ve ever seen in my entire life. And it was amazing. It was a real great holiday meeting new folks, getting wasted around the location and so forth. If you should place a gun to my head and ask me which of the countries is the greatest and where we had the best time, I could not tell you. They were all great and we met so many amazing people that I simply could not give you one. Yet, there is something that happened in France that made it my favourite section of the excursion and that is the girl in this specific picture, Vasiliska.
We met at a tavern there, among the biggest places for young tourists and locals equally in Marseille which is and wild town. She was there with some friends of hers as well, most of them Russians who studied in France and who were also on vacation. Let’s simply say that it proved to be a crazy night. And if there is anyone who knows how to party, then it is the Russians. I mean, these were all girls who were hardly legal, like my Vasiliska here, hardly 19 and already mad as hell, having the capability to drink gallons of booze without even becoming tipsy. When I met her, I understood she was something special and the following day I realized how special she is actually. Namely, that night, we concurred that the two of us, just the two of us are going to go to a beach together.
I met her the next day, still hungover like hell and she was looking like she just had the most refreshing night ever after a night in the opera. I’ll never have the capacity to comprehend those Russians. Regardless, she said that we were going to a nudist beach and I played it great. I said alright. I didn’t want to let her understand how nervous I was. And we went. It was a bit out of time, but she’d leased a car and we were there in less than an hour.
We got to the seashore and there were perhaps a dozen folks there, not more. They were mainly locals, a couple of families and two or three couples. It was quiet and it absolutely was intimate. And then Vasiliska took off her clothing. I was lost for words. First of all, she’d the most amazing skin I had seen in my life, so creamy and so fresh I almost came. She was also totally shaven and had the most delicious-looking pussy I’d seen to that point. And her boobs, they were just perfect. They were so supple and so perky that I only wanted to bury my head in them. But I managed to keep my cool. I asked her if I could take a photo of her and she said that I could. And that is the picture you’ll be able to see here. Oh yeah, she also had those nipple rings that I believed were just too tacky. Not on Vasiliska. She seemed so beautiful that I only feel in love with her there and then.

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