Hannah's fingers traced the outline of Haruna's areola, her touch gentle and curious. Haruna's breath hitched as she felt the other woman's touch, her body trembling slightly. "Mmm, that feels nice," she murmured, her voice thick with pleasure.
Hannah's eyes flicked up to meet Haruna's, her breath coming in quick gasps. "You have beautiful tits," she admitted, her voice soft and gentle. "I've always been a little jealous of them."
Haruna let out a soft laugh, her hands coming up to cup Hannah's cheeks. "You have nothing to be jealous of," she murmured, her voice thick with sincerity. "You're beautiful, Hannah. And your tits are perfect."
My cock was painfully hard watching this intimate exchange through the changing room door. The sight of their nearly-naked bodies, the way their hands explored each other's skin, made my blood burn with desire. I could see Haruna's massive tits bouncing slightly as she moved, her dark pink areolas and tight nipples begging to be sucked.
