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Just because they were older than her, they’d had more time to grow their stupid, huge, saggy udders! A large portion of her diamond-hard nipples were always on display as she naturally swiveled her torso as she walked, left, right, left, right, always undulating, always teasing, and oh-so-much better than any other woman’s… save one.

At first, Miss Suu merely lost all the glamour she had, her breasts flattening and her appearance turning utterly plain. It was just natural to feel inferior and worthless compared to the impossible feminine ideal standard that Sarah set.

Miss Heather could do nothing but moan gutturally as Sarah commanded her arousal with just some light rubbing. He raised his head to focus his weepy gaze on her, and suddenly, he was paralyzed by both lust and shame. Sarah’s eyes glowed as Miss Suu thrashed helplessly in her seat, her arms seizing, spasming, jerking, trembling violently as she tried to hang onto her mind and sanity. As soon as he caught sight of Sarah, he stiffened, and within a single pounding heartbeat, he grew fully hard and began to spurt in his pants with a lust-arrested groan as he stared at her naked torso wordlessly. Then, the rest filed in meekly, muttering and chittering, showing Sarah her proper respect whenever they passed her.She aimed it right at Sarah’s nose and mouth, making sure her new rival would be absolutely smothered by her scent and seduced by the taste.