Do you ever notice how your life seems to be filled with “almosts”? Perhaps if you were a real man, those instances of almost achieving what you desire would be significantly fewer. It’s akin to how you can almost catch a glimpse of my pussy in these skimpy bottoms, or almost see my nipples through this sheer fabric. But alas, because you’re such a pathetic loser, it remains just that—almost. Today, I’m indulging in the art of the almost, teasing you relentlessly by tantalizingly skirting the edge of revealing what lies beneath this bikini. And I don’t stop there; oh no, that wouldn’t satisfy me. Today, you almost get to experience release. Almost, but not quite.
