"Details!!" she demanded.
She asked if I squeezed her. I said no but she squeezed me. Stuff like that.
Suddenly I stopped responding to her and she got some messages from me that were all garbled. She was like what was going on?
Then she got a photo message from me that looked like my face was mashed in something soft and fleshy. There was a bit of bra strap visible too.
"What's goin on?" she texted me back.
She got a reply that said "Sorry my bf can't come to the phone right now. I've mashed his face with my tits and he'll be gone for a few days."
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