Indian Sunburn

I got to hang out at the pool today and check out the girls. There was this one chick. To back up a little bit, I’d passed her in the hall earlier today. As she walked towards me, I noticed her from a distance, noticed that she had a really good body, you know. As we got closer I could tell she was a little older (maybe 35-40ish) but still had a nice body.

She gave me a smile and a hello and we continued walking our respective ways. I didn’t think anything more about it.

About 10 minutes later I went out to the pool. I had a book, a glass of water and my stunna shades. And sun tan lotion, of course–SPF 30 baby. As I sat there looking around, the girl from the hall walked out. She had an even nicer body than I remembered.

She sat down about 20 feet away from me and took off her shirt, I saw them. Great, ginormous fake breasts that were struggling to be freed from her tiny brown bikini top. She spent at LEAST a minute straight just adjusting her bikini to get it positioned the way she wanted it.

Once in my life I’d like to be able to touch and squeeze some fake boobies…without having to pay. That is all.

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