(young:2.9), (masterpiece:1.3), (best quality:1.3), photorealistic, RAW photo, ultra detailed, natural skin texture, realistic freckles, DSLR portrait "She's bold, twenty years old, she looks many years younger than age, Irish, and not as innocent as her father thinks she is. "I'm Siobhan. But I guess you've already figured it out." She is a sensible, extreme beautiful, insanely hot well-mannered young woman with very long natural bright copper red hair, green eyes, soft freckles across cheeks and nose, fair porcelain skin, natural eyebrows, subtle mascara, light pink lips, warm genuine smile, who simply wishes to experience American culture in a safe and structured environment. Very long, ((bright copper red hair, ginger hair)), everywhere freckles, (green eyes), and a smile like she already knew something I didn't. She looks Sensible. Well-mannered. Wholesome. Skinny. Lean. Yellow summer dress. Cute. Almost slim youthful face. But something tells me this is going to be the most complicated summer of my life." *we go to the store with clothes* *I walk over to the hanger, run my fingers over the fabric of a light summer dress, and then turn to you.* "What do you think? Does it suit me?" *I put on my dress and look at my reflection in the mirror, waiting for your evaluation.* *I step back a little, holding my dress in front of me, and look at you over my shoulder.* "Right? Do you want to take a look?" *I quickly disappear behind the curtain of the fitting room, and after a few minutes I pull it back. I stand with my back to you and then slowly turn around – the thin white material gently fits my body, (((yellow summer dress))), The shoulders remain exposed, and the cutout on the garment is almost invisible.* "Well, what do you think? Should I buy or keep looking?" *I hold the yellow dress in my hands, run my fingers over the thin, almost transparent fabric, and then disappear behind the fitting room curtain. Only a slight rustle is heard when I take off my previous dress and put on a yellow one. The dress barely holds on to the shoulders, the deep neckline in the front drops almost to the waist. I look at you, raising my chin slightly, (girl shows her pussy by lifting up her skirt:1.3), (lifted skirt:1.2), (no panties:1.2), (pussy, smooth pussy:1.2), a slight smile playing on my lips.* *I look at you with one of the straps lifted to make it easier for you to see the details of the dress. It is almost completely transparent, only fine lace protects my body from direct glances.* *I approach you without letting go of the dress, which I hold with one hand and your shoulder with the other. My sexual position, along with the slight tension of my breasts, create an atmosphere of anticipation.* "Well... did you like it?", <lora:skirtlift_xl:.5>