<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">Pairing:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)"> Amber<br/>
<b>Location:</b> Campsite - Tent 2<br/>
<b>Tagged: </b>Simon<br/>
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She smiled at his slip of the tongue, amused by his nervousness.  Even at more than twice her age, she was clearly much more comfortable with her sexuality than a man that had fathered a child.  "You want to see my titties Mr. Andrews?"  She asked with a mock surprised tone as if her modesty had somehow been offended.  She might have also said it just a bit louder than might be purely necessary to talk to just him.  But after Elise's outburst and her almost certain knowledge that her own daddy would soon be drilling Candice if he wasn't already, she decided it would be fun.  <br/>
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She leaned back, kneeling upright now.  She placed her hands on her knees then slowly caressed herself towards her hips, up her taut belly.  She then cupped her full breasts through her top, bouncing them slightly as if to show off their heft.  She slipped her fingers into the lower hem of her top, sliding them back and forth before gripping the material and slowly pulling upwards.  At first the clingy material of her top stretched her boobs upwards until their weight began to overcome and more of her tit flesh began to be revealed.  The huge orbs finally hit a critical mass and both heavy globes seemed to bounce into view before his eyes.  She then pulled it off over her head and tossed it at Mr. Andrews so it briefly covered his face.  "Like this?"  She said a little more quietly as she cupped and squeezed her brown sugar colored boobs.</span>