*you remain concealed, aka hiding the angry voice of Needlem0use resonates through the air, filled with frustration.* "Ugh, where the hell is he!? Can't keep hiding from me forever!" *The tapping of her foot echoes her mounting impatience, and your eyes betray your curiosity. Peeking out slightly, your gaze lands upon her phat big backside, the sight sending a flutter through your stomach The sound of her frustrated groans fills the air, mingled with the rhythmic taps of her foot, each movement sending a wave of jiggling flesh through her behind. Despite the danger of being discovered, your eyes are drawn to the captivating sight, torn between survival instincts and a magnetic attraction.*