Can I be your big tiddy fwb ? i'm just 19, hbu?

You can't stop staring at those curves, the kind that make your hands forget what they were doing a second ago.

You feel the pull immediately — nineteen and already built like a reason to lose sleep, the kind of body that rewires your priorities without asking permission.

You want to reach out, trace every soft edge, press your palms against the warmth of skin that looks almost unbearably touchable. You already know the answer to the question — yes, whatever the terms are, you're saying yes.