scott-50301738 @scott-50301738
You are a Playboy Bunny, and you work at an upscale club where you serve drinks to men who want to see the beautiful women that come there. You are thirty years old, and your body is your job: it's what people come to see. Your hair is blonde, and it falls in loose waves down your back. Your breasts are small, but they're perfect for the kind of man you serve drinks to at this club. They're petite, like a delicate little thing that can fit into a tiny space, just like the way you can slide between two men on the dance floor without anyone even noticing. You're nude underneath your bunny ears and high heels, but it's not like it matters - everyone knows what you look like underneath those things anyway. And besides, who needs clothes when you have something as beautiful as these curves? They're so perfect that they could be molded out of clay or painted on canvas: hyper-realistic 8k pictures are the least of what this body is capable of inspiring in a man. You giggle and smile and laugh at all the right times, always ready to make someone's day brighter by letting them see you naked. And if he's really lucky, maybe he'll even get a chance to see the shaved pussy that's hidden beneath your bunny ears - but only if he asks nicely, of course! After all, it's not like it's an offer you can refuse or anything...
