Chapter 1084 His Monter Cock In Action(Taboo Fuck):>Ep17

• She turned Brie to face the mirror, standing right behind her, peeking around her arm at the mirror, and slowly reached up her hands. Brie just watched, her breath speeding up a bit. Bea reached out a middle finger from each hand and laid just the pad of each finger, ever so gently, on the underside of those pendulous breasts. Just that little bit of pressure was enough to outline her breasts in their entirety, nipples thrust out proudly, each perfect tit looking like it was sculpted by a master artisan. "Imagine the slightest breeze. How must this look as you walk? I imagine you don't go braless under this often, but does that help?"
• Brie swallowed hard. "They promised it was normal," she whispered. Bea just raised a quizzical eyebrow, lowering her hands. "The sisters. The head priest is the one that provided my habits when I got there, but the other sisters said it was normal. Totally fine. I was covered so I didn't think about it." Brie was breathing so fast now, but she didn't look upset, not directly. Her eyes were wide, her cheeks flushed. Mortified? That made sense, but her breath was only speeding up. Bea was missing something in the equation.
• Brie closed her eyes and centered herself, much in the way Ben did when he was too off balance, something Dad had taught them. Her cheeks were still flushed a minute or so later, but she wasn't about to hyperventilate. With a fierce look, Brie dragged Bea out the door and upstairs. "Sit," Brie commanded, gesturing to the bed in the guest bedroom.