I mean... Come on. It was the obvious choice. Sure, waiting to get flossed between her cheeks is all well and good but, you can save that idea for later. For now... That sweat soaked and stained bean bag calls to you!
You lay yourself down onto the beanbag... Blushing as you smell the ingrained scents left by her fat rear... And now, you wait.
When Amy does return, you see she has a the largest cup in the house, filled to the brim with ice and soda... Which she sets down next to her chair. She grabs a controller, and not even giving you much time to appreciate the sight of her massive mounds, barely contained by her shorts as she slams down onto you. The force squishes you between her cheeks, and the sweat and stench get to you... Even more so when hot smelly air rushes around you as the girl farts!
From your position, you can hear her start up a game... Some, open world rpg, which you know she'd play for hours... You're looking forward to it~ Hours of greedily sniffing her emissions, and sweat... So much to look forward to...
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