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All my life, for as long as I can remember, whenever girls asked me the question, “Tits or ass?”, I’d always answer without hesitation — “Ass.” God, it was obvious, at least to me — round, firm curves that pulled your gaze like a magnet and bounced with every step like the whole damn world danced to their rhythm. And how gorgeous it looked in tight leggings, short shorts, or even a regular summer skirt that lifted just enough with each step to give a split-second view of perfection that could drive any sane man crazy.

And now… now I have that dream. Literally have it. Because that “perfection” belongs to me. And I’m not happy about it — it’s like all my male obsession backfired and turned into a curse...

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