Lisa Alpacas - Peter Grill And The Philosopher's Time

The humid air of the Alpacas family’s secluded training grounds clung to Lisa’s skin like a second layer of silk. The late afternoon sun, a hazy orange through the dappled leaves, cast long, languid shadows across the clearing. Lisa, in a simple, yet revealing, white bikini that did little to conceal the voluptuous curves of her large, bouncing tits and impressively ample ass, was practicing her sword forms.