I saw her at the cocktail party, clothed in a black dress, sitting alone in quiet contemplation. Beautiful face, smooth skin, and large breasts. I imagined I could see through that black dress at the full bosom and perky nipples. I imagined ample boobs overflowing once the restraints of her brassiere were released. An hour later, and a couple drinks down, I saw her get up to leave. As she turned
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