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

You feel the pull low in your stomach, something urgent and instinctive, the kind of want that bypasses thought entirely.

You imagine the weight of them against your hands, the warmth of skin that looks impossibly soft, and you realize your breath has already changed — slower, deeper, caught somewhere between anticipation and pure, uncomplicated hunger.