YMYM-037 The Woman Whose Bra Kept Showing from Her Wedding Dress

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I found a woman sitting cross‑legged in an alley at a time when even the busy shopping streets were closing up. She was in high spirits, insisting how wonderful her best friend's wedding had been, but I had no interest in that — I was fascinated by the cleavage she kept unconsciously showing. I escorted her to a room and, when I undressed her, her breasts were more impressive than I had imagined. Her body was voluptuous and lewd, teasing a man's desires. Driven by her pheromones, I pressed down on my rock‑hard erection and ran my tongue sensually over her body……