she made her way towards the lake. Walking quickly to catch up
with her, Janice watched her soft, firm form walking in the
moonlight. Her pale skin looked ashen in the moonlight, and her
soft buns jiggled as she walked. The girl turned around to see
how far behind Janice was, and her breasts too were bobbling like
jell-o.
Her breasts weren’t large, maybe B-cups, Janice thought,
but they moved sensuously as she walked backwards over the rough
ground.
Janice caught up with her, and walked alongside. The girl told
Janice how she and her friends had hiked up earlier in the day,
and while they swam, she slept.