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Bake Sale | Pobo | 3

 

You shrug and say, "Sure."

Dana leads you to the table attended by four hot girls. Apparently, it takes four of them to guard a box of donuts and a big percolater pot. They ignore you and continue chatting away while Dana fetches you a cup of coffee. She has to bend forward to open the spigot.

While you reach for a donut, you discreetly check out Dana's ass. From this angle, you can tell she's certainly no stick figure. Bennding over exaggerates her waspish waist and wide, womanly hips. Her ass form two perfect globes that threaten to explode from the confines of her skirt. You look away as Dana turns around and offers you the steaming hot coffee.

Your eyes drift upwards as you bring the cup to your lips. That's when you see it. It's hard to believe you didn't see it before, but there it is, right over your head. A banner, stretched over the table, that says:

South City High School

The hot coffee scalds your mouth. Instinctively, you jerk back. Your reflexes are fast, but not fast enough. A splash of coffee escapes the cup and lands right on the Dana's chest.

"Ow!" Dana exclaims.

"Are you all right?" you blurt out.

Dana seems unhurt. In fact, she appears more concerned with keeping the brown stain from expanding on front of her blouse. She wipes at the wet spot with her hands in vain.

"Let me get that," you offer. Grabbing some napkins from the table you lunge at her chest.

Before Dana can object, you're pawing away at her chest. After you knead her breasts with you napkins a few seconds, she manages to interject:

"Um, a little higher".

"Huh?" Suddenly, you notice that you're quite a few inches south of the coffee stain. Instead, you're mauling her clean and dry (not to mention supple and heavy) tits in a forceful, circular motion.

You freeze. From the peanut gallery, you hear a mirthful voice mutter "Oh my god..."

"You can let go now."

"Oh," you mumble as you release your grip.

A tense silence stifles some laughter coming from the other girls at the table.

All you can think to do is to ask sheepishly, "You girls are really in high school?"

 

How does Dana react?

 
 
 

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