Bubbly

90 Days

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You laid on the lounger on the back deck of the condo, on your belly of course. Your ass was still sore. You looked back at it. It was quite a bubble butt, you thought. The doctor had done well, giving you the kind of ass that most bitches would envy.

All bitches except Amanda, that was. She came out with a stiff cool rum drink, laden with sweet tropical juices. You sipped it as she inspected your ass.

"Looking good, sweet cheeks," she purred. "Can barely even see that little nub anymore." She smiled cheekily at you, poking at her tongue. You adjusted your pink sunglasses, chuckling.

"Not as good as your ass, queen," you said truthfully. That round derriere was delectable even before Bruna knocked her up.

"Flattery will get you everywhere, Dani," she giggled. "So I want to celebrate that new bubble butt, and I thought ... maybe a double date. You can pick who you'd bring of course." She winked in an exaggerated fashion. She wanted to see you get laid by some big dick, you realized. And she got what she wanted. Always.