When Luke reached the main door, he found Roxanne standing there instead of the person he was expecting.
She wore a tight black dress that clung to every inch of her body and flowed down to her ankles. Standing under the bright sun, her silky black hair gleamed and shimmered, looking soft and perfectly cared for.
Her striking crimson eyes wandered around slowly, as if drinking in the new surroundings for the first time.
The dress shamelessly accentuated her womanly curves. Her massive, heavy milk jugs hung heavily in the fabric, full and round, with a generous amount of smooth, creamy cleavage spilling out for his hungry eyes.
The deep valley between those fat tits looked so soft and inviting, practically begging to be grabbed and squeezed.
Her wide hips stretched the material tight, showing off her thick, juicy ass and fertile figure, while her long, smooth legs remained teasingly hidden beneath the dress.
Getting out the reverie of her looks, he decided to approach her.
