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Chapter 205 by hambo hambo

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Vanessa wants some attention

Vanessa pouts as she catches David staring at her sister's fat ass.

"Oh Davie..." the jealous sister says as she slides along the car seat and right up next to her crush. She runs her hand along his chest and up to his face, forcibly turning his gaze from Lauren to herself. "Why don't we sit and talk together?"

"Uh... sure..." David mumbles as his eyes momentarily drift back to that big, bountiful, bouncing booty of Lauren's.

Vanessa's friends are busy mocking Lauren, as the embarrassed, nearly-nude woman tries to cover herself up.

"So what have you been up to since school?" Vanessa asks as she puts her hands on her knees and not-so-subtlety uses her arms to squish her already impressive breasts together. "I want the real deal," she says as her bikini strains against her momentous mounds. "The juicy... natural... details."

David swallows nervously as he feels his pants getting tight again. "Um... well..." He begins but is interrupted by an embarrassed squeal from little Lauren.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!" She whines and wails as her paper bag girdle finally fails her. The flimsy covering bursts down the middle, exposing her pale, paunchy gut.

"What a piggy!" Laughs one of Vanessa's sycophantic friends as she yanks the last of Lauren's coverings from her.

"G-give it!" Lauren whimpers as she lunges for the paper scraps, **** to have something, anything to hide her body.

Dave watches with wide eyes and an open mouth as the jiggleliscious Lauren, with her beautiful bubble butt, fights - and fails - to regain her cover.

"Keep away!" Vanessa's trust-fund tramps all start to sing as the they each rip off part of the bag.

Little Lauren continues to huff and struggle, **** for even one little scrap to cover her self with. Her cheeks (among other places) are red, and her soft body keeps jiggling just right as she finally manages to recover a scrap of paper. It's barely the size of her fist, but when she holds it in front of her crotch, it at least covers her most private place.

"Wow..." David mumbles as he looks at the disheveled, nearly naked girl in front of him.

"David..." Vanessa growls.

"Huh? I'm sorry, what was that?" The blushing man asks.

Vanessa just looks back at him, a scowl on her face.

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