Patrol's Unquenched Thirst for Mammarian Delights

Patrol's third mission leads them to a bustling club, where they're greeted by an overwhelming display of cleavage. The girls, undeterred, dive in, their eyes feasting on the ripe, heaving mounds. They grope and squeeze, their hands exploring every inch, fingers tracing the curve of each breast. Tongues flick out, tasting the sweet sweat beading at the valleys. Nipples harden under their touch, begging for more attention. The patrol is in their element, their desire for flesh unquenched, their appetite for big tits insatiable.

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