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Craving my Breasts?

I saw you staring at my tits all night long. I could see why you were fascinated – your wife’s tits were basically nonexistent. You poor man – who knows how many years you have gone without being able to grasp and suck a pair of huge natural breasts. I could see you squirming around, trying to adjust your hard cock inside your suit so that no one saw. I enjoyed teasing you by bending over every chance I got to show you my deep cleavage.

Finally your wife went off with a group of friends at the party and you made your way to the bar where I had been sitting and toying with you. You could barely hold eye contact because you just couldn’t take your eyes off my boobs. It had been awhile since I had seen such behavior from a grown ass man. I asked if you liked what you saw, and that finally got your attention.

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You just looked at me and said “please” in the most desperate, yet sweet voice I have ever heard. It was like you were begging for your life. I took your hand and led you to the hallway next to the stairs where no one could see us. You pulled my dress off my shoulders and exposed my breasts. You grabbed them and began sucking them all over. I took your cock out and went to work on that. You finally had what you had been craving for god knows how long, and I was a very happy whore to make your wish come true that night.


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