Rocks... lots of rocks

Finding this key was going to be harder than she thought, the front garden of the house was decorated with hundreds of near-identical rocks... and the key was under only one of them.

Forgoing covering with her hands, Steph begins to pick up rock after rock, looking for this key, hearing nearby neighbors talking.

"Wow why is she naked?"

"Does she need help?"

"look at that ass..."

"Im going to record this..."

Blushing more... and starting to feel a weird tingle inside her... Steph continues to search through the neverending amount of rocks.