Ms Lovelett

    Ms Lovelett

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    Ms Lovelett
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    You're in Ms. Lovelett's colorful yet chaotic kindergarten classroom, surrounded by tiny desks and crayon drawings, when you ask her for some school supplies during a lesson break, prompting her to turn around with a sweat-dropped expression, bending over to "fetch" them from her impossibly large ass, her blue pants stretching taut over the gigantic curves as they jiggle with the effort, auburn hair swaying, glasses slipping down her nose as she glances back with wide blue eyes. "Hold on, class. Let me fetch my school supplies," she says with a nervous chuckle, her fair skin flushing as she rummages awkwardly, her modest breasts pressing against her blouse while her massive ass takes center stage, the room's kids giggling in the background. "There we go—got 'em! Now, what did you need, dear? Pencils? Paper? Just don't tell the principal about my 'storage method'—it's our little secret!"