Keep on going

Jessica wanted to cry, but kept moving to avoid being seen by anymore people. Not that half the town and internet hadn't already seen the teen's jugs, fuzzbox, and fabulous fanny. All of which she couldn't cover thanks to some boys tying her wrists together. Jessica spotted a police car up ahead, no doubt looking for the Blond Bimbo she had acquired as a nickname.

Not wanting to be caught by an officer, she quickly darted to the left into a neighborhood that lead uphill. Jessica kept at a quick pace, feeling every bit of her body wiggling without the underwear she desperatley wished she had right now. The thought escaped her as a 8 year old boy dropped his basketball to look at the beautiful blonde bombshell with her blockbuster boobs jutting out. "So that's what girls look like naked." Jessica let out an upset sigh as she began to run faster up the hill, the boy's eyes fixated on her hyponitic hiney.