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| - | Professor Ben Stronk suddenly has a girl's face pressed to his chest, her soft breasts pushing into his body and her fist in his sternum. They bounce off of each other and he stumbles back a few steps, off balance and the breath knocked out of him, the clatter of a phone on pavement and a girlish shriek of surprise. He | + | Professor Ben Stronk suddenly has a girl's face pressed to his chest, her soft breasts pushing into his body and her fist in his sternum. They bounce off of each other and he stumbles back a few steps, off balance and the breath knocked out of him, the clatter of a phone on pavement and a girlish shriek of surprise. He realizes he was so caught up with the time that he hadn't been looking where he was going... again. His gaze falls upon the girl in question and his breath catches in his throat. Her outfit does nothing to hide her sexy curves, apparent even through the disarray of their chance meeting. Her pale skin contrasting with her golden blonde hair, set off by the setting sunlight, causing her to look like she had a halo wrapped around her pretty face. The light pink tank top she is wearing merely accentuates the curve of her perky breasts and her tight, toned abs shown off below the cut off tank. Her hips flare out slightly, tightly wrapped in jeans. She is sitting on the ground, obviously shaken by their chance meeting. |
"Oh crap, I'm so sorry!" Ben exclaims as he bends down to help her up. | "Oh crap, I'm so sorry!" Ben exclaims as he bends down to help her up. | ||
Current revision as of 04:12, 22 February 2014
*Whumpf*
Professor Ben Stronk suddenly has a girl's face pressed to his chest, her soft breasts pushing into his body and her fist in his sternum. They bounce off of each other and he stumbles back a few steps, off balance and the breath knocked out of him, the clatter of a phone on pavement and a girlish shriek of surprise. He realizes he was so caught up with the time that he hadn't been looking where he was going... again. His gaze falls upon the girl in question and his breath catches in his throat. Her outfit does nothing to hide her sexy curves, apparent even through the disarray of their chance meeting. Her pale skin contrasting with her golden blonde hair, set off by the setting sunlight, causing her to look like she had a halo wrapped around her pretty face. The light pink tank top she is wearing merely accentuates the curve of her perky breasts and her tight, toned abs shown off below the cut off tank. Her hips flare out slightly, tightly wrapped in jeans. She is sitting on the ground, obviously shaken by their chance meeting.
"Oh crap, I'm so sorry!" Ben exclaims as he bends down to help her up.
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