Free Use 35: Ganging The Dance Class. Free Use, #35

Par : Nikita Storm
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  • Date de parution25/06/2022
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Résumé

I was just going to pick up my good friend's brat, Becca, from the dance studio. She'd just turned 19 and for her birthday I bought her a membership. She'd been so excited she nearly died with happiness. She'd never been able to get into gymnastics before, so this was really her only chance. Today was her first day. I arrived early. Figured I'd catch a bit of her routine. She still had about a half-hour before the class was over. "Hello, sir.
May I help you?" The nice-looking blonde receptionist greeted me. "Yes, I'm here to pick up my friend, Becca." "Oh, they're almost finished. She'll be right out." She must've seen the crestfallen look on my face. "If you're quiet, you can go inside and watch them." I smiled at that. I really did want to see her. She was a very hot 19-year-old with long-flowing brown hair, hazel eyes and the most beautiful smile. With her long, strong legs, she definitely had the body for it. Upon walking into the dance room, I was greeted by a sight that is forever seared into my mind:
I was just going to pick up my good friend's brat, Becca, from the dance studio. She'd just turned 19 and for her birthday I bought her a membership. She'd been so excited she nearly died with happiness. She'd never been able to get into gymnastics before, so this was really her only chance. Today was her first day. I arrived early. Figured I'd catch a bit of her routine. She still had about a half-hour before the class was over. "Hello, sir.
May I help you?" The nice-looking blonde receptionist greeted me. "Yes, I'm here to pick up my friend, Becca." "Oh, they're almost finished. She'll be right out." She must've seen the crestfallen look on my face. "If you're quiet, you can go inside and watch them." I smiled at that. I really did want to see her. She was a very hot 19-year-old with long-flowing brown hair, hazel eyes and the most beautiful smile. With her long, strong legs, she definitely had the body for it. Upon walking into the dance room, I was greeted by a sight that is forever seared into my mind: