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The sun, in its orange-tinted glory, slowly receded, casting a golden glow over the party’s courtyard. For the event, I had carefully chosen an elegant off-shoulder top, one that delicately draped over my form, insinuating the treasures it concealed.
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I’ve always cherished my breasts, their supple fullness, their sensitivity. This evening, they rested inside a lacy bra, amplifying their natural allure. My pink nipples, often sensitive to the slightest touch, rested in the shadows, unknowingly on the verge of becoming the evening’s main attraction.
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As my lover and I wove through the crowd, he often stole glances at the silhouette of my chest. Unbeknownst to me, every now and then, the top would slip, revealing just a hint of my breast and the pink that crowned it. His growing intrigue was evident in his smoldering eyes.
