Poppy's fair skin was filled with a few blemishes, but it was beautiful and felt quite homely for Alex. His pale fingers slid down from her neck, enjoying the soft, puffy skin that was nothing like most of his athletic women, closest to Patricia, but with a little extra pudge.
He felt that this woman was probably around 25 or 26 as slight ageing was around her eyes, but nothing severe.
'Her breasts were extremely soft, like jelly in my hands... a passing mark!' Alex thought to himself.
He cupped her ample breasts, pulling on her large nipple, rubbing his thumb across the surface before giving it a slight twist; Poppy's body began to twist and let out a light moan, clearly a girl that likes to play with her breasts as they began to harden instinctively.
'Hard to believe this was the woman that blew off my arm... What a devilish woman; let's learn more about her.'
