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Big titty fucking of the Mind

Big titty fucking“I’m sorry can you repeat that?”

For the third time now. I know my cleavage is impressive but it shouldn’t be that distracting.

Of course it doesn’t help that I wear such a low cut top on a first date. Or the way I trail my fingers up and down that long line of cleavage.

I can see that hunger in your eyes, the way they glaze over as you imagine your tongue licking up each huge tit. Or how they would feel around your cock. Or how they would bounce, jiggle, and move while I rode you. Or hell even if you fucked me.

You wonder if they’re real… Of course they’re real baby. Nothing this perfect could be fake. You just want to feel it so bad though. Check for yourself. I can see your fingers twitching on the table.

I love the way your eyes stare at me, the amount of self control you need. It makes me feel so sexy, powerful, and in control.

Of course, let’s see if you can catch the question again.

“Hehe, sorry, I must be mumbling. Do you go on many dates with people you meet online?”


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