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Chapter 123 by Fr0sty Fr0sty

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Getting Heavy

“But enough about that…” Layla’s voice is a purr, the woman now very close. “You like big tits, don’t you?”

Ethan lets out a sound similar to a squawk, but slightly deeper. Something about hearing Layla use the phrase ‘big tits’ takes him off guard.

Giggling Layla shifts her shoulder, pushing forward her ample chest. “I know a ‘boob guy’ when I meet one.”{if HxL >1}Her lips curl into a sly smile. “Heather has big ones too, no? Not as big as mine, but she’s quite impressive.”

Ethan manages to pry his eyes off Layla’s chest long to give her a very confused look. How does she know that? What have they been talking about?{endif}

“And you’ve been spending so much time with Charlie…”

“Charlie?” Ethan snaps to attention, “Charlie isn’t…”

Layla giggles, giving her shoulders a little shake, causing additional movement that catches Ethan’s eye. “Oh, she hides it, but she’s quite busty. Her sister too, but she’s shy in her own way.”

While Ethan can’t seem to lift the mental block preventing him from thinking about Charlie’s chest, Ashley is a different matter. Was she stacked? He’d need to confirm this…

“Oh, I’m so awful,” Layla tuts, “Making you think of other girls' chests. What is the matter with me?” She’s so close now Ethan can feel the heat from her body. “Why tempt you with anything but the best?”

Ethan’s hand raises on its own, or at least he thinks it does, not noticing Layla had hold of his wrist. Just as he realizes, she plants his palm on her chest, pressing it tight against a dress covered boob. “Ah…” Layla’s boldness takes Ethan by surprise, even though at this point it really shouldn't.

“See?” She tilts her head. “The best.”

Ethan can’t disagree. His fingers flex, feeling the heft and bounce of the massive tit. Even though he can’t see it properly due to the stupid dress, he can really appreciate the majesty of it. Squeezing a little tighter, Layla lets out a quivering sigh. “Sensitive?” Ethan asks, being slightly careful with his next squeeze.

“A little, yes,” her voice is husky. “It’s worse when I’m horny.”

“Aha,” Ethan gives another squeeze, causing her to let out a small gasp of pleasure, “So I take it your horny now?”

“Ethan…” she smiles, her face itching closer. “I’m always horny.”

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