I reached out and slowly unbuttoned her shirt.
Like savoring a dish, deliberately slow.
Click, click, click
The slow pace seemed to frustrate Circe, making her antsy.
But her heavy breathing showed she was getting more excited.
'Teasing her a bit always gets a better reaction.'
Finally, when I unbuttoned her shirt completely, her magnificent breasts, wrapped in a black bra, greeted me.
I couldn't resist and grabbed her breasts.
"Ahhng…!"
As I kneaded and gently touched them, her breasts jiggled softly.
Truly a national treasure of breasts, never getting old no matter how much I touch them.
"Your nipples are already hard through the bra. Are you turned on?"
"Haa… Hng… Of course, when you touch me like that…"
"Most people don't react this much just from breast touching."
While speaking, I fully removed Circe's shirt and, while at it, unhooked her bra.
Boing!
Her breasts, freed from the bra, bounced heavily.
The movement was so lewd and stimulating, it was breathtaking.
