Kristen Davis

I knew that I would appeal to nearly everyone in the building with my long, ebony hair, creamy skin, mile-long legs, shapely figure and larger breasts, barely contained by my top. However, only one person would appeal to me tonight. I just had to find her. Entering the establishment, I flashed a sly smile to a man standing just inside the doorway, noticing as he alternated between eyeing my full, red lips and my breasts. I moved on, scanning the occupants of the bar quickly. They were all too loud, too silly, with too many people