The former Batman ran a well-manicured hand down her leg as she inspected the blue $5,000 pump that proudly sheathed her foot. It was a cute shoe and the price wasn't bad. Bryce liked to cover herself in expensive clothing and jewelry; it made her feel special and it wasn't like her hubby Carmy couldn't afford it. What was the point of being incredibly rich if it wasn't obvious to anyone who could see you?
"Well, Madame Falcone?"
"Not bad," Bryce conceded, tapping her lip. "But do you have anything with a higher heel? Something more expensive?"
"Certainly, madame!" The clerk fawned over her. Which was right for Bryce. After all, she was rich and beautiful, she deserved to be adored. Right?
* * *
Amber Curry walked carefully to the water, her huge tits jiggling under her string bikini. She looked at the waves as they broke against the sand again and again. There was something fascinating about them, something powerful. Something like home....
"Hey, sweetcheeks!"
The blonde bimbo turned to see two hunky boys grinning at her, both only dressed in tight swimsuits.
"You wanna have some fun, baby?" one of the boys asked.
Amber giggled and ran towards him, her tits and ass jiggling, all thoughts of the yucky sea gone from her mind.
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