You stood on the stage, the empty space around you echoing with silence. Your girlfriend stood beside you, her confident pose exuding power and beauty.
She placed a hand on her hip, her curves emphasized by the motion. Her eyes were trained on you, her expression soft but confident.
"Ready to knock 'em dead, babe?"
She asked, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips.
She really was something else. Her body was like a work of art, every curve and contour perfectly executed. You couldn't help but stare, your eyes wandering over her figure as she stood there, waiting for your response.
Her Breasts were round and full, her stomach taut and firm. Her hips flared out from her narrow waist, creating a perfect hourglass shape. She was a vision of pure femininity, and you knew that she was all yours.