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🕑 Added 2023-10-06 21:27:20 +0000 UTC Do you think I have small breasts? Believe me... even something piquant can happen... let me tell you a story... if you finish reading it, I promise you will get to know me much better.😉 When my new mom came into the house, I was terribly jealous of my father. After all, it was then the main man of my life. She was very beautiful, and I thought that if I had the same breasts and the same legs, then my father would love me, not her. In general, I was comparing my body and hers all the time. When my breasts began to grow, I compared mine with hers every day. Then I realized that my father liked that everyone admired his wife's body, which did not come off the covers, and I wanted someone to admire my body too. I tried several times to sunbathe in our garden without clothes, but I was punished. Since I didn't go anywhere unaccompanied, my opportunities were limited. But my awakened sexuality gave me no peace. I didn't know what sex was at that time and just wanted to be admired as his wife. The very first time it happened almost by accident. I moved to a new pool and decided to take a shower right away without going into the locker room, but I mixed up the showers😱. I went into the dressing room, took off my swimsuit and went to the shower room with a long row of watering cans in a row. I stood for a long time with my eyes closed until I heard a loud laugh. A large group of guys were laughing, who turned out to have been watching me almost from the very beginning. At the same time, I felt embarrassment💥, fear and some other painful feeling that overcame the first two. After all, until now I have never been naked in front of men. I wanted to run away, but first I decided to find my swimsuit. But the guys apparently hid it, so I found it where I didn't look. Moreover, there were even more people in the dressing room than in the shower. Then I decided and calmly walked through the entire pool to my shower room, which turned out to be on the other side. Then I often recalled this incident and each time that feeling returned, but without the admixture of fear and shame.
