play_and_ride89
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Andrea Reinhard
Age: 18
Senior in highschool
5'2, 110 lbs, 36c breasts
Andi could hear loud, deep voices echoing up the stairs and into her bedroom. It was Friday night, her father's weekly poker night. Ever since her mom had split and never looked back five years ago, her dad had enjoyed having his best friends over for a night of the week for drinking, smoking cigars and playing poker. It had turned into a sort of tradition.
Sighing, Andi decided she had had enough of her english homework. It was time to go down and see what the guys were up to. Her brother was out on the town for the night, but Andi had decided to stay in and catch up on the homework she had recently been neglecting... but it got old after a while.
As she stood up her eyes drifted to the mirror. Her tight white tanktop and even tighter denim shorts hugged her body like a second skin. Her decent sized breasts threatened to spill from the top of her shirt, and her asscheeks threatened to do the same from the bottom of the shorts. Her dad would undoubtedly hate her coming down in that outfit, but what did it matter? It was just his friends.
After fluffing up her pretty blonde hair, Andi bounced down the stairs and into the smoke filled kitchen. She grinned when all of the men glanced up and saw her. She knew all of them well, but one or two more than most and she gave them all a wave.
"Hi guys, I got bored of doing homework" she said in a sweet voice.
Her dad, much to her prediction, glared at her and growled "What the hell do you got on girl?"
Andi smiled sweetly. "Clothes, Daddy".
She heard him mumble something under his breath as she walked by and it sounded a lot like "Not much of them". With that, she opened a cabinet and stood on tiptoes to reach the box of granola bars on the top shelf, completely unaware that the motion made the shirt ride up high on her midriff, and the shorts even higher on her ass.
Age: 18
Senior in highschool
5'2, 110 lbs, 36c breasts
Andi could hear loud, deep voices echoing up the stairs and into her bedroom. It was Friday night, her father's weekly poker night. Ever since her mom had split and never looked back five years ago, her dad had enjoyed having his best friends over for a night of the week for drinking, smoking cigars and playing poker. It had turned into a sort of tradition.
Sighing, Andi decided she had had enough of her english homework. It was time to go down and see what the guys were up to. Her brother was out on the town for the night, but Andi had decided to stay in and catch up on the homework she had recently been neglecting... but it got old after a while.
As she stood up her eyes drifted to the mirror. Her tight white tanktop and even tighter denim shorts hugged her body like a second skin. Her decent sized breasts threatened to spill from the top of her shirt, and her asscheeks threatened to do the same from the bottom of the shorts. Her dad would undoubtedly hate her coming down in that outfit, but what did it matter? It was just his friends.
After fluffing up her pretty blonde hair, Andi bounced down the stairs and into the smoke filled kitchen. She grinned when all of the men glanced up and saw her. She knew all of them well, but one or two more than most and she gave them all a wave.
"Hi guys, I got bored of doing homework" she said in a sweet voice.
Her dad, much to her prediction, glared at her and growled "What the hell do you got on girl?"
Andi smiled sweetly. "Clothes, Daddy".
She heard him mumble something under his breath as she walked by and it sounded a lot like "Not much of them". With that, she opened a cabinet and stood on tiptoes to reach the box of granola bars on the top shelf, completely unaware that the motion made the shirt ride up high on her midriff, and the shorts even higher on her ass.