Gina fanned herself in the midday sun with her wide-brimmed ranger hat. It was already 132 degrees fahrenheit, and she could feel it. Even the metal on her belt and badge was warm to the touch, having stood outside for what felt like hours within only ten minutes. Her uniform did her no favors. Underneath the thick layers, she felt the sweltering heat down into the deepest part of her crack. Trapped moisture left her with a wet ass and sweaty pits that she tried her best to conceal for the camera.
"Smile!"
That was the official park services photographer, asking her to prepare for another picture to commemorate record high temps. She obliged with a hand on her hip and a finger pointed at their sign.
It was over in a flash. Literally, because when the light dazzled in her eyes, something changed. A sudden brain fog washed over her. When it cleared, she found this weather suddenly getting the best of her.
"Hot. So hot. I can't take it anymore."
Her fingers practically moved themselves. One button down, then two, then three, until she found herself tossed it to the wind - but not before collecting her badge and nametag.
"Gina, what are you doing!?" her exasperated sign display colleague asked.
"What do you think? I'm cooling off."
Her white undershirt went next. Then her bra. In moments, she stood topless as nearby tourists and news cameras recorded every titillating second. With hardly a flinch, she undid her existing nipple piercings and slipped her badge and name tag in their places. Her thick nipples lent them plenty of grip for their weight.
But she wasn't done. Before everyone, she snapped off her belt. Pulled down her pants. Their looseness allowed her to slip them past her boots with little trouble, and she soon had the belt wrapped back into place over her waist. Her lack of clothes let all present see how the leather fit against her girth. There was just one piece left, a very frail and sopping thong that she mercilessly ripped off.
"Wow, do I have a WAP or what."
Gina sighed, rubbing her bush. The scandal of her actions while NPS coworkers scrambling around never occurred to her, as she put her hands behind her head and exposed her dark drenched pit hair. Turning around gave a good view of sweat running down her bare back. They jiggled as she stretched side to side, up and forward, her ass parting to bare her cunt. Every movement made her keys jingle, and they grew louder as she wiped her rear and impatiently twerked, forming a chorus with the wet slap of her fat cheeks.
"How long do we have to be out here?" she whined. "It's really too hot for all this."
Spinning around almost blinded her audience with glints of sunlight off her badge and nameplate. Fanning her hot chest, she smiled again as even more clicks captured her naked form. They were bound to have a very buzzy news day, with these record high temps.
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"Oh my god it's hot."
Gina fanned herself in the midday sun with her wide-brimmed ranger hat. It was already 132 degrees fahrenheit, and she could feel it. Even the metal on her belt and badge was warm to the touch, having stood outside for what felt like hours within only ten minutes. Her uniform did her no favors. Underneath the thick layers, she felt the sweltering heat down into the deepest part of her crack. Trapped moisture left her with a wet ass and sweaty pits that she tried her best to conceal for the camera.
"Smile!"
That was the official park services photographer, asking her to prepare for another picture to commemorate record high temps. She obliged with a hand on her hip and a finger pointed at their sign.
It was over in a flash. Literally, because when the light dazzled in her eyes, something changed. A sudden brain fog washed over her. When it cleared, she found this weather suddenly getting the best of her.
"Hot. So hot. I can't take it anymore."
Her fingers practically moved themselves. One button down, then two, then three, until she found herself tossed it to the wind - but not before collecting her badge and nametag.
"Gina, what are you doing!?" her exasperated sign display colleague asked.
"What do you think? I'm cooling off."
Her white undershirt went next. Then her bra. In moments, she stood topless as nearby tourists and news cameras recorded every titillating second. With hardly a flinch, she undid her existing nipple piercings and slipped her badge and name tag in their places. Her thick nipples lent them plenty of grip for their weight.
But she wasn't done. Before everyone, she snapped off her belt. Pulled down her pants. Their looseness allowed her to slip them past her boots with little trouble, and she soon had the belt wrapped back into place over her waist. Her lack of clothes let all present see how the leather fit against her girth. There was just one piece left, a very frail and sopping thong that she mercilessly ripped off.
"Wow, do I have a WAP or what."
Gina sighed, rubbing her bush. The scandal of her actions while NPS coworkers scrambling around never occurred to her, as she put her hands behind her head and exposed her dark drenched pit hair. Turning around gave a good view of sweat running down her bare back. They jiggled as she stretched side to side, up and forward, her ass parting to bare her cunt. Every movement made her keys jingle, and they grew louder as she wiped her rear and impatiently twerked, forming a chorus with the wet slap of her fat cheeks.
"How long do we have to be out here?" she whined. "It's really too hot for all this."
Spinning around almost blinded her audience with glints of sunlight off her badge and nameplate. Fanning her hot chest, she smiled again as even more clicks captured her naked form. They were bound to have a very buzzy news day, with these record high temps.