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“That’s how I like my women,”

She cupped her swollen breasts in her hand, lifting and watching with glee as they fell and bounced.

“You know who I am, don’t you?” Yuri said.

“I didn’t when we met at the office,” she said. “But I checked you out online when I got home.”

He let out a laugh as his fingers brushed in her hair.

“And you still came,” he said as his grip tightened.

“You didn’t give me much choice…, and I couldn’t stop myself.”