Mia Sara Boobs Novels & Stories

I turned my attention to Sarah, who was leaning against the sink, her hands behind her back, watching me with a hungry gaze. "Hands up," I commanded, my voice dripping with authority. Sarah didn't hesitate. She raised her arms above her head, exposing her breasts to me. They were smaller than Maya's, perky and firm, capped with dark, brown nipples that stood at attention in the cool air of the restroom. I reached out and grabbed one of them, squeezing it firmly, feeling the heat through the lace of her bra. She gasped, her back arching, her eyes rolling back. "You like that?" I asked, teasing her.