I can't help it. It's just too tempting. With a few clicks I manage to send the photo over to my main pc. The photo itself isn't too bad; there's no nudity and a bit of cleavage is the hottest thing in it. Still, the sheer size of my new knockers is sure to start a firestorm on my page. Images of guys "enjoying" themselves to my image is making my lower half start to throb. Hell, just imagining the comments themselves is getting me worked up.
I upload the photo, adding a playful comment.
"Just me and my new girls. And don't worry boys, they're 100% real ;)
Not a minute passes before my browser explodes with alerts. Men and women have begun slamming the picture with comments and likes. The mens' are just a bunch of pervy slag though reading them is incredibly hot. Even the women can't help but comment on just how sexy I look with these things. I chew my lower lip, trying to fight the fire growing in my nether area.
My ringing phone interrupts my dirty thoughts. Apparently, I've received two text message. One from my best friend, Mila, demanding to know what the hell is going on with my chest. The second one is from Travis, this guy I know and one of the first to comment on my picture. Both of them want to meet up, though I suspect Travis's reasons are more filthy than Mila's.
Do I respond to my friend? Or a man who might fulfill my baser desires?
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