Steve nearly quivered.
His breath caught the moment his eyes landed on it—undeniable, glorious ass. Big. Round. Fat.
It wasn't a dream; it was right there, perfectly presented before him like a gift unwrapped too soon.
Her legs were stretched out in a full split across the polished floor, the supple cheeks lifted and spread just enough to tease his imagination.
He had come from a house of hot MIILFs, but still, none had quite this... symmetry. This allure, atleast that's what he thought on first sight.
Steve's gaze slowly dragged upward, unhurried, savoring. A waterfall of deep red hair cascaded down her back, the strands catching the light like fire trapped in silk.
She turned her head, just enough to peek over her shoulder, just enough for him to catch the curve of her jaw, the pout of her lips.
His eyes lingered at her chest, her posture causing her generous breasts to press together in a deep, tantalizing cleavage.
