บท 154: Simple Favours From My Mother

"No, no, there isn't such a bizarre tradition in Alabama..." I said while staring at her deep cleavage below that looked like a ravine full of coconut milk, which moved in waves whenever she changed the position of her hands that were holding her two juicy fruits. "...That's just something I had asked my mother to help me out with, which she did."

"Help you out, as in learning how to take off a girl's bra?" She looked up at me with a peculiar smile on her face, like she was asking, 'Now just why do you want to know that?'.