Benny stood in front of the full-length mirror in her bedroom, adjusting the hem of her short black dress.
The fabric clung to her tiny waist like a second skin before flaring out over her wide, fat African ass and thick thighs.
Her large, heavy breasts strained against the low-cut neckline, creating deep cleavage that jiggled with every movement.
At twenty-one, the mixed Swiss-African beauty was stunning, smooth caramel skin glowing under the light, full lips painted deep red, and long dark curls cascading down her back. She knew she looked irresistible.
She grabbed her small overnight bag and headed downstairs.
Her mother, Elena, and stepfather, Gordon, were in the living room. Elena looked up first, her Swiss features tightening in disapproval.
“Book club again?” Elena asked s
