Ajeet resumed his position behind her and put his hands below her arms. He slid his fingers into the dress and moved his hands forward. He scooped his hands against her bare flesh and pulled each naked breast out from each cup. He began gripping and feeling each one, his strong fingers dragging across her n*****s.
Jeanie supposed this was a bit excessive, but gave him the benefit of the doubt. After a brief moment of squeezing, he abruptly pulled the entire chest section of the dress down. Her t**s bounced momentarily as he freed them, then rippled slightly as he adjusted the dress down.
"Oh!" Jeanie was surprised by the aggressive approach. Her n*****s hardened as they were exposed to the cooler air.
She regarded her full, naked breasts, multiplied by the six mirrors, feeling quite exp
