When Harry came back the her with the fruit she wanted to eat he stoped when her noticed that she was sleeping and he just admired his full bodied ‘Bunny’ for a moment.
The sleeping girl certainly hadn’t been anywhere. She lay at the center of all these melon rinds, the wind coming onto the beach off of the waves out on the water was blowing over her warm, bloated body, cooling her hot, lotiony skin down for her. She had the adage of a big parasol planted in the sand by her head but her obese tummy was too massive to be completely in its shade. The hot sun was setting its figurative lips onto her irresistible soft belly flesh and gently sun kissing her skin.
The girl was wearing nothing but a pair of very strained bottoms and milky sun screen her sister rubbed her with to keep her safe. It would be a disaster if Claire were to sun burn.
Claire woke to the sound of her Daddy slicing up more melon for her. She smiled at her Daddy and he, seeing that her eyes were opened, set a slice of water melon down on the girl’s plush, naked chest for her to eat.
The great eight year old sweetheart squeaked in delight and moved it into her mouth and immediately started to languidly suck it down to leave only rind.
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