As soon as the door was closed, Vicky stripped her clothes off, playing with her own body as she looked down at Timmy. "Take it off," she commanded.
"Take what off?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.
She took a step closer, leaning down to his level before grabbing his belly.
"Everything." She said each syllable slowly as she stood up straight once more.
With an eyeroll, Timmy took off his clothes, revealing the entirety of his fat body to his greatest enemy.
She bit her lower lip, got down on her knees and grabbed his right tit.
He let out a moan before his eyes shot wide-open. He looked down at Vicky, and she was fingering his belly button. It felt so good, and all he could do was moan, his eyes crossing as he sat down in a chair that was right behind him.
Vicky continued toying with the flabby body of her favorite victim, kissing the bloated mass and even leaving hickies on his skin as she went. Though soon, she desired more~...
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