Take a minute to look at Amber.

Amber Rose is a striking young woman. She’s tall and leggy like her mother, but unlike her mother, her face isn’t stereotypically pretty. It’s beautifully elegant, especially framed by her long, slightly wavy auburn hair. Her breasts are naturally large—you bought April’s 36DD bras at Victoria’s Secret; Amber’s tits are bigger, and clearly just as God made them—and perfectly shaped. They have small areolae but large (and easily-aroused) nipples, dusky rose in color, that sit perfectly centered and point perkily, sexily upward when erect.

She’s no hardbody, but her stomach is flat and she has a noticeable waist above her smooth, firm hips and full, well-toned teardrop ass. You know she works hard to keep in shape, despite the fact that she has a hard time finding bras that offer enough support for working out (you’ve heard her complain about that more than once). Her legs are long, strong and elegant. Between them, her slit protrudes a little, crowned and furred with short auburn curls, which are currently glistening with her pussy dew.

It occurs to you that aside from her hair color and nipples, Amber is a dead ringer for Sasha Bonilova—only even more stacked. Wearing nothing but a pair of Celtic-knotwork studs that you got her for her birthday a couple years ago, she’s easily the sexiest woman you’ve ever seen.