Felt like showing off my G cups

You can't look away from those G cups, full and heavy, demanding every bit of your attention the moment your eyes land on them.

You feel something tighten in your chest — and lower — as you take in the sheer weight of them, the soft curve spilling generously, daring you to reach out.

You know exactly what it feels like to want something this badly, to have your mouth go dry and your pulse quicken just staring at a single image, wondering what it would feel like pressed warm against your hands.