She looked down. Sure enough, her blouse was soaked through, and it was clinging to her breast. Her breasts are fairly small, and most days she don't bother wearing a bra, although in hindsight she was wearing a white shirt that day and probably should have had one on. she covered herself quickly, looking up at Mr. Lesnar and blushing furiously as she realised what she had just accused him of. "I'm so sorry," she gasped, incredibly embarrassed. "she... oh God, I didn't mean to... I'm so sorry..." "it's fine," Mr. Lesnar mumbled. "I didn't mean to look, but... well, you're a pretty girl,and ...I..., I'm the one who should be sorry, Ruth." She didn't say anything for a moment. Truth be told, she was actually kind of flattered, now that she knew Mr. Lesnar wasn't a perverted freak. She looked at him as he stared at the ground, his hands covering the bulge in his pants. He was a very handsome man, and as she stared at him, She began to think of a way to get back at both Kelly and her bo
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