Novel & Cerita Stephanie Mcmahon Boobs

The dress pooled at my feet, leaving me in nothing but a scrap of black lace. I suddenly felt a flash of insecurity, my instinct to cross my arms over my heavy breasts and hide my soft stomach flaring up. I wasn’t a size zero. I was thick, plush, and built with curves that usually made women glare and men stare a little too hard. But he didn’t look away. He didn’t tell me to cover up. Instead, his dark eyes swept over my body, darkening with a hunger that made my knees weak. "Fuck," he breathed out, stepping into my space again.

she whispered. He chuckled. “No sweetheart, I want to see me while I make love to you,” he replied. Stephen immediately kissed above her cleavage and she moaned, he quickly slid his arm behind her like a pro and unhooked her bra; well, he had experience in that department. Releasing her beautiful boobs to stare at him, he admired it for a second before grabbing them like a pair of melons. He sucked gently at first, tugging at her pointed dark nipples while she moaned, they were hard and full of breast milk.