Big Bambu was the last person I expected to see at the nail salon, but there he was, watching Lizzy Hartz get her toenails done with a hungry gaze. I could see the lust in his eyes as he took in her curves, and when she noticed him, she didn't shy away. Instead, she invited him over with a sultry smile. He approached cautiously, but Lizzy wasted no time, grabbing his belt and pulling him in for a kiss. I could see her hand moving down to his crotch, feeling the growing bulge in his pants, eager to taste what was hidden beneath.