A terrible headache suddenly overwhelmed Hilda, a sharp pressure splitting through her skull.
Her legs gave way for a moment, and her body dropped toward the floor.
Fortunately, someone was there to catch her.
Strong, clearly masculine hands gripped her slender yet powerful waist, the fingers sinking lightly into the warm skin just above her hips.
Those hands didn't stay there for long.
They slid down her caramel-colored skin, tracing the dip of her lower back until they reached those luscious, fat ass cheeks and gripped them firmly.
His fingers sank into the plump flesh without meeting any resistance. Her ample buttocks spilled between them, hot and soft, the supple flesh bulging out around his knuckles with every squeeze.
Her short shorts rode up even higher under his grip, the hem digging into the crease where her ass met her thighs and leaving a generous slice of her lower curves bare.
