Her bra

Jacques moves his hands towards the back of Jorella's ostentatious bra and delicately begins to unhook the expensive, gaudy garment.

The band comes off with a *pop!* and instantly starts to sag off the nearly-nude merchant's body. That's when Jacques makes a discovery that almost makes him howl with laughter: Jorella stuffs her bra!

Based off her bra size, he would have estimated she was a 'B' or maybe even a 'C' cup. As the garment is stripped away, he quickly learns she's closer to an 'A.'

I guess they don't grow them bigger on the farm. Jacques thinks to himself, a smile spreading across his face as he stifles his own laughter. Luckily (or unluckily, if you're Jorella) he succeeds and avoids alerting his sleeping victim.

Jorella shifts around on the bed, still asleep, making it even easier for the conman to rob her and reveal another embarrassing secret. Jacques picks the bra up, examining the incredibly soft silk handkerchiefs stuffed inside its cups, before tossing them into the pile of loot.

"Mmmmmm," Jorella moans as she rolls onto her back, completely exposing her now naked body to the man robbing her blind. Her hard nipples jutting proudly from her little mounds, looking all the smaller thanks to gravity. Her bare, bald pussy still glistening with her cunny honey.

Jacques drinks in her bare form, his cock still achingly hard. He casually strokes himself as he tries to decide what to do next.