Compared to here lower half the maid’s cleavage was significantly smaller. At your normal size her breasts would have been a meaty handful. Now her they are hills of jiggly flesh, pressed together by a tight undergarment.
She pushes you into the fleshy valley. A tight squeeze but thanks to her sweat you slipped in without a a problem. You are facing forward, unable to move (despite your best efforts).
The maid shifted left, then right. Almost as if she was looking for someone. Then she hurried away, less of a run, faster than a walk. More like a bustling shuffle, causing her body to shimmy and shake with her movement.
The slight shifts in her body reverberated to your position. The hill of warm flesh slapped you left and right. Warm sweat splashing over you drenching you further. Each slap left and right loosened the grip her cleavage had on you. Slowly they pushes you down, enveloping your entire body.
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