Bea glanced over to see Ben was hard as a rock. But Brie wasn't done. "How was graduation, Bea? Sorry I couldn't make it. Did you become valedictorian?"
She turned around as she said this and, again, super casual, stripped the hoodie off in the exact way Bea would, if she wanted Ben to devour her with his eyes. She grabbed the hem of the sweater with crossed wrists, pulling it up over her flat belly. Her huge boobs did a full titty drop, even restrained in her bra, a plain, small black one that matched her panties. Her head got caught in the hood, so, again the process took longer than necessary, giving Bea plenty of ogling time.
Those things must be DD's right? Holy motorboat, Batman!
Brie's head popped out of the hoodie, and Bea had just had time to compose herself, infinitely gratefu
