Tug of War!

I watched in growing anticipation. Chelsea was running for the car. I'd never seen her naked like this, from afar, able to view every detail of her body at once, under the bright, harsh daylight. It was outstanding. I watched her sizable, pale pinkish butt shake wildly as she ran for the car. Rocky ran towards her, barking loud enough that I could hear him through the window. Loud enough to surely attract attention: the last thing Chelsea wanted.

The dog caught her about ten feet from the cars. I saw now what he was going for as he hopped up, balancing his forepaws on her very nude thighs, and bit the hand towel covering her crotch. I saw Courtney's expression of utter mortification and wide eye shock as the dog tugged wildly at the tiny towel barely covering her naked crotch. Frantically Chelsea tugged at the tiny towel. The dog, now thinking this was a game, tugged right back. The little rascal managed to yank the towel down, yanking Chelsea ungracefully off balance and growling wildly the whole time.

Now Chelsea was desperate. She grasped the towel with both hands. Bent at he waist she tugged hard. This exposed her breasts, those lovely little mounds, which were now floppy about wildly. Well, as wildly as such little things could flop. I watched in amazement, snapping a couple more pictures as I stared out the window at this display...