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« Last post by Jamie Lynn on January 12, 2026, 04:02:06 PM »
People think the two of us dressed alike and walking arm-in-arm means we’re best friends…
But anyone paying attention can see the truth.
Every step we take, our phat juicy peaches crash against each other like we’re trying to knock the other woman off balance, and one look into our eyes is enough to feel the sparks and hatred brewing beneath the smiles.
At the entrance, we stop, still clinging to each other’s waist like we’re inseparable sisters.
You throw your challenge at me, but I don’t answer right away.
I take a slow glance inside the hall — more guests still have yet to arrive.It's too early, Then my gaze shifted downwards, and I noticed our breasts lightly touching on one side, and the nipples, which were clearly visible and erect even through the dress.
I shift closer to you, Our nipples, pressed together through our dresses, touched. "Hsssssssss.......Mmmmph" The contact of our nipples made us let out growls and gasps.forehead almost touching yours, eyelashes brushing as we lean in close, our lips separated by no more than a breath. We glare into each other’s eyes,eyes locked with yours like predators waiting for the first tear of flesh.
Our smiles stay polite, but the air between us crackles like lightning.
“BITCH Anna...Mmmmph” I whisper, lips curled,
“There’s no doubt we’re going to tear each other apart right in the middle of the crowd.”
Then I lower my voice further, dripping menace:
“But not yet. Not while half the people aren’t here to see it...Mmmmph
Why don’t we hit the ladies’ room and let our tits compete...Mmmmph a little warm up before the main show?”
As I hissed my challenge, our lips kept grazing every few words, and our nipples slid and grazed together through the thin fabric of our gowns. YT
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