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Cynthia's eyes narrowed slightly, her body tense with anticipation. She knew that whatever Ryder was about to ask would push her even further than she had already gone.

"Alright," she said, her voice steady. "What is it?"

Ryder took a deep breath, gathering his courage. "I want you to take off your bra," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Cynthia's eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't back down. She knew that she had agreed to follow Ryder's requests, no matter how inappropriate they might be.

Taking a deep breath, she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. The black lace garment fell to the floor, revealing her perky breasts for the first time.

Her nipples were hard and erect, standing out against the smooth, creamy skin of her chest.

Ryder watched in awe as Cynthia stood before him, her body now completely exposed. He felt his heart pounding in his chest, his arousal growing stronger with each passing second. He couldn't believe she had gone this far, but he couldn't help but be grateful for her bravery.

"You're incredible," he whispered, his voice thick with desire.

Ryder's eyes were glued to Cynthia's exposed breasts, taking in every curve and contour. He couldn't believe she had gone this far, but he couldn't help but be grateful for her bravery.

Cynthia stood tall, her shoulders back and her head held high. She knew she had just revealed a part of herself that she had never shown to anyone before, and it felt liberating. She could see the desire in Ryder's eyes, and it only fueled her own arousal.