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Originally Posted by Rain
tell her when she leans forward you can see her third nipple.
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The worst part is I can't stop looking. Today I was in the middle of a conversation with a client on the phone and it dawned on me that I had spent the last ten minutes staring right into them. I feel violated.
On a similar note, are all brassieres lined with capsicum or something? The last time I saw a rack shuffled that many times I was in Vegas.