Nope, he's a park ranger

Russel took no notice of the glorious breasts, bouncing freely just outside of his grasp. That wasn't why he was here.

Russel had wanted to be a park ranger as long as he could remember and there was a certain level of decorum that came with the assignment. That certainly included not taking advantage of some poor girl's situation to ogle her naked-

He closed his eyes even tighter, pushing the image from his mind. He decided it might be prudent to simply continue his original questioning, as the potent erection locked within his pants longed for freedom.

"Well miss, if you can't find your phone- could you at least make sure you have your keys? I'd hate for something bad to happen with you alone out here".

Vanessa for her part was getting more flustered because it was getting darker with each passing minute and she really, really didn't want be out here without her phone. The mention of keys was only spurring her to further panic, but at last the keys appeared! They'd slid beneath her air mattress while she'd slept and thankfully her phone was only turned off in her sleeping bag. She breathed a deep sigh of relief and closed her eyes, a crisis averted.

"Miss?"

Vanessa went red in the face, in all her excitement she'd actually forgotten to respond. She leaned out of the tent, holding the keys aloft and proclaimed-

"Yes, I have my keys!"

She held them up proudly, jingling them. Unfortunately for our slightly-absent minded protagonist the motion also let her jiggling breasts fall freely from the tent.