A Love That Shouldn't Be
God, Beth was so hot, how did she never have a boyfriend?
Sarah moved next to him. He glanced over; her breasts were visible beneath her apron. She leaned forward and the apron bunched up as she leaned over the counter, her breasts pushing forward and her cleavage multiplying. She'd done that on purpose. He looked away, Beth's breasts were even more visible. She was wearing a low cut, lacy white top, her breasts bouncing every time she moved. He felt like dying, standing between these two giant pairs of breasts, trying to smother him in their fleshy, sexy, wanton sexuality.
"Mike, can you come grab something for me in the washroom?" Sarah asked sweetly, "I can't reach it."
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