Leya’s colossal rack never fail to a risqué reaction.

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Leya Jumbo Balloons Pleasure [6 min]

Leaving No Doubt: Leya’s Old Lofty Boobies

The desire in the room was palpable, heavy as an older Southern summer night, making sweat trickle down your back as you leaned against the wall, watching her move with that undeniable grace only women of her age possess.

Leya, with her ripe curves and maturity that made every man in the room want to swallow their pride, was commanding attention like she always did.

“Yo,” you called out from across the crowded bar, trying to spy through all those eyes that were devouring her like hungry wolves.

“What’s up there, babe?”

Leya, turning on her heel with an amazing ease that carried an air of control made men tremble in their boots, sauntered over to you.

“Just checking on my favorite guy.” She looked into your eyes – eyes full of lust – before letting them trail down your curves due to those lofty balloons hanging out below in dangerously low-cut top.

“Damn beauty,”

:you mumbled under your breath when she brushed by you once again.
“Those boobs are gonna give someone whiplash soon.” You smirked at yourself knowing how crass it sounded but just couldn’t help yourself.
“Wanna spy outta here?” She asked seductively.
There was no need for further convincing – You followed without hesitation.
Outside under low lit streetlights leading each other through dark alleyways until finally reaching your car wasn’t about escaping any longer – it was more like surrendering completely into each other’s arms.

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