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Delicately powerful fingers dug into her thighs next. They sank between them, working both sides at the same time. Chelsea hadn’t had a thigh gap for some time. A mixture of stressed weight and motherhood. That was despite how far her hips spread. She could feel the edges of her desk rubbing them. If she’d thought this would ever happen, she’d have invested in an even bigger one. It would suffice for now.

Even if her areolae were squishing over the end. That was to be expected at ZZZ cups. Breasts like hers just completely dominated what they were on, including herself. It was no wonder her daughter got those implants so young. At least now she had some natural growth. To tell the truth, it was almost embarrassing when Gretchen barely grew at first. But it seemed she just needed someone to put some babies in her.

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