I watch as she walks to her bedroom door and looks at herself in the mirror. Standing there she simply stares at herself before reaching behind her back to unclasp her bra. When her gorgeous tits fall out, she lifts her right arm and runs her fingers over the skin between her breast and underarm before repeating the move on the other side. When her eyes return to the mirror, she stares for long moments before running her hands along her lower abdomen and wincing. God, I want to climb through this window right now, pull her into my arms, and tell her how perfect she is. I wish I could make her
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