As the preliminaries linger, I have the luxury of comparison, my plush white breasts bigger, hers just blobs on her chest, my nipples pinker, aerolas bigger....my heart leaps, she is just outclassed up top. Her belly is dimpled, her mound can't conceal her big sloppy twat, her hanging lips are bulging, no wonder Lucky prefers me.
My confidence buoyed, even to having a far finer perfume, I resolve to take the fight to this arrogant toad, my white buns twitching as I cannot wait to attack her.