I had a lunch break from my cellar job minding my business thinking about a better job and there she was. The talking stops for a view seconds and then everybody started talking again but still looking at her waiting for the leg cross from those thick massive legs. I was dreaming about those legs wrapped around me. Everybody was looking at her legs in that small skirt. Trust me, It's difficult to eat your lunch when those legs are in the same room making all kind of movements. You can even hear the sound of her hose rubbing against each other. Enjoying her legs was short-lived because those...

I had a lunch break from my cellar job minding my business thinking about a better job and there she was. The talking stops for a view seconds and then everybody started talking again but still looking at her waiting for the leg cross from those thick massive legs. I was dreaming about those legs wrapped around me. Everybody was looking at her legs in that small skirt. Trust me, It's difficult to eat your lunch when those legs are in the same room making all kind of movements. You can even hear the sound of her hose rubbing against each other. Enjoying her legs was short-lived because those damn executives came to surround her, interrupting her eating to just to be close to her, hoping for a date or something blocking our view. Then the GM walked in, taking her away to hiss office, disappointing us all.