[ she's grabbed another few squares of paper towel and is trying to dab at the front of her shirt before realizing that might be a lost cause. she's going to be leaking through another one if she changes it anyway, but maybe she can put on a clean one and then stuff towels inside of it right away, and —
she doesn't notice he's reaching for her until his hand settles against that curve, and she's always enjoyed his touch on her but there's something extra soothing about it now, his body heat cupping her, warming her tender skin. her breath snags audibly and she looks up at him, fully conscious of how sensitive she is but somehow able to bear it when it's his hand there. she reaches up to cup her own over it, lifting it up until she can tug the scooped neckline of her shirt down so that one tit spills out, and then plants his hand right back on her bare skin. ]
You wanna see what happens when you squeeze it? [ she's grinning loosely, but breathing a little faster now, the effect making her over-large breasts rise and fall more noticeably. ]
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she doesn't notice he's reaching for her until his hand settles against that curve, and she's always enjoyed his touch on her but there's something extra soothing about it now, his body heat cupping her, warming her tender skin. her breath snags audibly and she looks up at him, fully conscious of how sensitive she is but somehow able to bear it when it's his hand there. she reaches up to cup her own over it, lifting it up until she can tug the scooped neckline of her shirt down so that one tit spills out, and then plants his hand right back on her bare skin. ]
You wanna see what happens when you squeeze it? [ she's grinning loosely, but breathing a little faster now, the effect making her over-large breasts rise and fall more noticeably. ]