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“Does it cradle these big soft D-cup tits comfortably?” You pry, one hand filming with the other groping one soft mound through her clothes at a time. “Tell all the details you can. For your secret video announcement as principal.”
>Principal Celestia gulps with her pride stuck in her throat.
>She can feel her bra cups sliding around slightly in response to your groping and squeezing… causing lewd things to happen to her nipples underneath she’ll end up admitting to anyway.
>There’s an extra dimension of shame being made to verbally describe everything first… but its entangled with an undeniable thrill that was born out of the spontaneous spur of the moment.
>”Y-yes… my D-cup breasts are… very comfortable in m-my 36D bra. It fits me perfectly…” Principal Celestia confesses out loud for you, trembling with delightfully terrifying thrilled shame. “The underwire doesn’t dig too hard into my skin… the back stays clasped nicely. Inside my shirt, my purple lace bra cups press onto my D-cup breasts they’re cradling… just enough to push my D-cup breasts together and… accentuate my cleavage…”
>Celestia can be visibly seen trembling even on the grainy phone camera, and her twisted smile can be heard in her trembling voice despite her humiliated frown she can’t wear properly.
“Tell everyone first what your nipples look and feel like~. Then we’ll see later if you’re telling the truth.” You honestly have no idea where you’re even going with this,
>You’re at a loss for what kinky thing to think of next through your rabid excitement from catching this sexy pervert in the act, so much so that you’ll just act upon mindless arousal without a plan now.
>Just… anything hot and embarrassing to spice things up to the max, she probably loves every last bit of it anyway.
>After a nervous gulp, Principal Celestia resumes. “M-my… my nipples… are big and… p-pink… just a little deeper than my skin… about the same shade as my lips” Principal Celestia shudders violently from the embarrassed thrill of the impromptu ‘announcement’ about her body she’s been blackmailed into reciting. “M-… my areolae… they’re about a thumb’s length across, and the peaks are about the size of the tips of my pinkies…”
>You can hear Celestia’s teeth chattering in her mouth for a split second as she pauses with a fit of nervous horny shaking to the thought of the school hearing this on the morning announcements one day.
“They /are/ big!” You run your fingers along the clothed tops of Principal Celestia’s full soft breasts in circular motions, one by one where her big sexy nipples she just described are just underneath the layers.
>Her huge soft mounds yield to your pressing touch, and you can hear her bra cups sliding against her smooth bare skin underneath…