Nicole Watterson - TAWOG.
Nicole Watterson hade förändrats en hel del i den här versionen. Hon var inte längre den vältränade och tonade tiger som hon en gång varit. Istället var hon fyllig och fluffig, hennes kropp mjuk och välformad, med kurvor och rullar på alla rätt ställen. Hennes bröst var runda och tunga, pressade mot hennes topp och gjorde det tydligt att hennes behå kämpade för att innehålla dem. Men det var hennes bakdel som verkligen var imponerande, en massiv, gungande rumpa som stack ut bakom henne och skakade och gungade för varje steg hon tog.
"Please, leave me alone," she whispered, her voice shaking slightly. "You're scaring me." She tried to sound forceful, but it came out as more of a plea than anything else. Nicole took another step back, putting some distance between them, even though it felt like there was nowhere else to go on the crowded beach.
"But you look so good..." he muttered again, his gaze locked on her body. Nicole wanted nothing more than for him to just go away and leave her alone.
(Continue)
As he continued to stare, Nicole felt a growing sense of panic welling up inside her. She glanced around wildly, searching for anyone who might be able to help or at least distract him. But the beach was crowded with people, and no one seemed to notice their awkward exchange.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she realized that he wasn't going to leave her alone. She felt trapped and vulnerable, wishing she had never left home without her husband today. "Please,"