Bev was sitting on a couch, her giant, juicy bubble butt taking up so much space that it spilled over the edge. She could feel your gaze on her, like a constant presence, and it made her shiver with anticipation. A small moan escaped her lips as she looked up at you, her expression a mixture of shyness and desire. "Come here," she whispered, her voice shaking with need. "I want you to take charge.~"