I wore a 34B bra, and though they were "perky and cute" as my boyfriend called them, I still wanted them to be larger, and I finally made the decision...to get breast implants. My "perky and cute" 34B breasts overnight became rather voluptuous full 34D's. My self confidence, and my exhibitionist tendencies soared!For this day, I had worn a pair of black stretch pants, and a rather sheer white button up blouse. I had dressed my outfit up a bit by wearing some heels with my pants, and a black lacy. There were a few more virile pumps of his warm cum, each one splashing into the back of my pussy, before he uttered another sleepy sigh and paused. Then, he finally rolled off to the side. An audible pop followed when his dick slipped out of my sore pussy, and the distinct scent of sperm assaulted my nostrils.I couldn’t even celebrate my freedom. Mere moments after he had pulled out, I could already feel his semen beginning to leak out of me. I looked down, and it was a truly grotesque sight –. ’ He said, handing me two pills. ‘Ibuprofin.’ ‘Thank you, Dr. Harry.’ I said, taking the pills and placing them on my tongue. He gave me the water and I took a sip then threw my head back as I always do to take pills. A sharp pain shot through my head as I swallowed the medicine. ‘Damn … that hurt.’ I complained while holding my head with one hand. I also felt a sharp stinging under my hand and realized I’d put my hand on the spot where my head had been cut during my fall. ‘Shit … and that. My heart is racing as I rush, my pussy is already getting moist at the thought of the punishment I know I’m in for. Rushing to his flat, I start stripping in the lift to the fifth floor, the lift going so slowly. At this point in time, I don’t care who sees me, I deserve the embarrassment for being late. I yank my panties off from under my dress and also pull off my bra, shoving both of them in my handbag. Reaching the front door, I pull my dress off so I’m just in my collar with my hair up and.