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“I’m trying my best,” I said. Then I shook my head. She unclasped her bra and tossed it behind her back. Her breasts were almost as warm as her throat but way softer. In its reflection, I could see the upper part of her creamy cleavage. “I went through something similar when I was younger,” she said, leaning back on the couch and pushing her chest out a bit. The musky flavors filled the room. To my surprise, she only wore a pink push-up bra beneath, providing a potent view of the valley between her breasts. She also apologized again for the meeting ending a bit abruptly. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I didn’t have the
