And her bra?
Leaving!
Her bra meanwhile had the straps droop to her elbows and her erect nipples were now ripping through the fabric with small *rrips* poking out like bullets. The right cup failed first, swinging like a pendulum so her right tit squeezed out, exposed to the cool air. Gravity caused the left cup to surrender quite quickly as it plopped onto the floor whilst she trod over it, without a care in the world. This left the pink garment abandoned on the floor still holding the shape of her impressive breasts and slightly warm after just popping off her chest.
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