Go check out the bra

As the sounds of the three guys running away disappeared, I stared at the tree they had hid behind that had Ms. A's clothes underneath it. Did they do what I think they did? The nerve! I glanced over at Ms. A. She was still oblivious to everything, still floating on her back in the bright sunlight with her eyes closed, wearing a blissful smile. I decided to sneak to the other tree.

I made it to the other tree with no problems. I looked at the ground at Ms. A's clothes. The black bra lay there in a lump. I picked it up. It still held a small pool of sticky white cum in one of the cups. Several streaks of ropes adorned the enormous cup.

There was no way Ms. A wouldn't notice the mess on her bra. Then again, what if she didn't? What if she started to put on the bra without looking at it? The three guys' load would smear up against her breast.

That thought was unbearable. My cock was begging to explode.