Just what she needed

While Vanessa and the tourists were recovering from their recent impression the section of door frame over Vanessa's head started to creak, it didn't take long for it to fall over Vanessa's head.

Despite it took her by surprise she still managed to react in time and catch it before it break her head open, but it was not a complete win because now she needed to hold the wood piece over her head and with her hands occupied she couldn't cover her breasts that were at the unobstructed view of the tourists, every single one of them men and women fixed their eyes and cameras to the round, big and beautiful melons of Vanessa, while she blushed like red hot iron.

She wished she'd let the frame of the door smash her head open so she would be dead by now instead of bearing this embarrassment, but she didn't and now she had to do something with it, she couldn't hold this thing like this forever and not a single one of those Bastards from the tour crowd looked with intention of stopping to take photos to help her, she had to lift ithe frame high enough so she could step forward and let it fall behind her back.

The frame was heavy and she was not exceptionally strong, thankfully the frame fell alone and not with the entire section of wall over it, those were extremely shameful and tiring moments the ones she passed lifting it enough to scape while the tourists taking enough photos to make an entire album and snickering about Vanessa's breasts, she squirmed and told them to stop looking at her (claim that the tourists just ignored) until finally, she did it! And taking a few steps forward let the frame fall behind her back lifting a could of dust and making noise.

Now she didn't have time to celebrate, the tourist were still there and their cameras too, immediately after she was free from the frame she ran back her way as the tourist still eager with their cameras took photos of her behind as she left.