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Massaging poor Abby’s tits after a hard day at the gym <3

“Baby…” abby whined softly, her hands digging into your side as she pulled you near. “Please massage me.” She adds, her tone desperate and affectionate.

You knew chest day was painful for her, and her tits needed attention, not the usual one, but attention nonetheless.

You couldn’t help but laugh, sliding into her lap, pulling up the shirt over her toned torso, cupping her tits with your palms and squeezed gently, earning a groan out of her. “Oh god..” she breathed, her hands covering her face as you massaged her tits some more, kneading the softness of her skin, watching her squirm and growl underneath her breath.

Her hands went to your hips and pulled you closer. “Are you feeling better?” You ask, giving her breasts another squeeze. “Yeah so much better.” She whispered, tilting her head backwards, eyes closed and breathing softly, your heart softened as your lips were placed on her bicep, giving it a tiny kiss, making her twitch, she was hypersensitive to your touch and it’s even worse when she’s all sore and tired from working out, becoming a whiny baby.

“Baby…” Abby groaned again, grabbing a fistful of your hair gently. “Don’t fucking tease me..” she mumbled, pulling you by the back of your neck and kisses your cheek softly, patting your hip to get off her.

“Alright alright.” You finally gave in and climbed off her after giving her sore boob a kiss, sliding the shirt down her body.