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She loves swimming and often goes to the pool by herself to swim breaststroke and crawl, which she is good at. When she gets stressed, she just swims. She just swims. Swimming is the only way for her to release stress, but there is something that takes away that fun. That is... gazes. She seems to be worried about the gazes of others and sometimes cannot concentrate on swimming. Everyone's gazes are directed at... yes, her breasts. Her cleavage is so deep that you can't help but look twice. The cleavage is so deep that you feel like you are drowning in it. But she says she hates those gazes. "I've gotten used to being looked at, but I try to wear clothes that hide my chest as much as possible," she says. What a waste, what a waste. She has a chest that everyone envies, but hides it... "Nothing good has happened until now..." she says sadly. Then she'll have at least one good memory... That's what I asked her to do, and that was the reason we met this time. She is sensitive, and even a slight touch makes her react with a jerk and hide her face. She is embarrassed and tries to hide it by smiling whenever she touches him. She is usually shy and can't express her desires to her boyfriend. Today, she wants to get rid of that and show him a side of herself that we don't usually see... With these thoughts in mind, she reaches out to her bouncing breasts... It was two hours later that she realized it was just her imagination...