Beth rolled her head back and sighed, her tongue playing at her lip ring briefly before she brought her head back up and she was biting her lip. She took the front of her thin, stretchy shirt and tugged it down, her pierced n*****s pushing against it prominently and her slightly darker areolae showing through as the neckline pulled lower and lower, her cleavage deepening until we could see most of her boobs, just the n*****s covered by the white shoulder straps of the shirt. She jiggled her t**s a bit and I realized my mouth was drying up because it was hanging open slightly.
She let go of her shirt and it bounced back up to cover her, but Beth was soon lifting the hem again, this time slowly dragging it across her stomach until it was bunched just under her boobs. "I feel so dumb," she s
