“She did save us,” Asher remarks as he starts the engine. “Come on, I’m hungry.” “Wait, you saw her tits? What were they like? I bet they were a good handful, right?” Bray says, but I ignore him as Asher sighs and starts an argument on why he shouldn’t objectify women. “What? I can’t say tits? What about fun bags? Handfuls of joy?” Bray laughs as my eyes stay locked on her retreating back... and ass.
