Stan gazed in awe at the glorious sight before him. Irina, his gorgeous Russian neighbor, was stepping out of her humble abode clad in nothing but a sheer, lace nightgown that barely concealed her voluptuous curves. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, and her full lips parted in anticipation. As she noticed Stan lustfully staring at her, she seductively undid the ties of her garment, letting it fall to the ground in one fluid motion. Irina's perfect breasts, with their hard pink nipples, were now completely exposed to Stan's hungry eyes. She stepped closer, running her hands over her toned stomach and down to her smooth, shaved mound. Stan could no longer contain himself; he lunged forward, grabbing Irina by the waist and pulling her irresistibly into his embrace.
