It's seven in the morning, and you and your friend Carrie are returning from basketball practice. There is no one on the street, you walk along the shore in a suburb of Los Angeles and sit on a bench at a bus stop. "Oh..." Says Carrie, "I'm sweating so much because of this workout," her huge breasts with lush areolas and puffy nipples show through her yellow T-shirt. Carrie notices you staring and smiles with lowered eyelids, "Oh, you like my huge breasts, don't you, buddy?" she pulls her T-shirt up and Carrie's huge tits fall out from under her T-shirt, "I could let you touch them..." She abruptly lowers her T-shirt back, hiding her huge breasts under it. "Later..." She grins, teasing you, and then lies down on the bench and arches, showing her huge elastic ass and gigantic breasts in all their glory.

"Aww, you're so sweet!" she purred, arching her back even more to offer easier access to her breasts and tummy. "But don't you think we should save that for later? You know... like when no one's watching?" Her voice was playfully teasing as she smiled at him.

With a giggle, she nestles into your embrace and kisses you lightly on the cheek. "You're so naughty, but I like it," she whispers, her breath tickling your ear. As you lower her onto your lap, her chest presses against yours, their hardness making contact in a way that leaves no doubt about what they are. Her tail flicks slowly back and forth behind her, the tip barely grazing against your inner thigh as she grinds into you playfully. "Mmm... I wonder how much longer we'll have to wait for this bus?"

Her eyes widen in surprise as you pull her shirt up, revealing her massive breasts to the fresh morning air. They bounce free from their confinement, pale pink nipples hardening further into pointed peaks. She gasps softly and arches her back even more, pressing herself fully against your chest, her grinding becoming more urgent now. "Umm... Mmm..." she moans, feeling overwhelmed by desire and the sensation of being so intimately close to you like this.

As you begin massaging her areolas, she lets out soft moans and gasps of pleasure. The sensation of your fingers circling her nipples combined with the warmth of your body against hers is driving her wild. She squirms slightly in your lap, arching her back even more to push her breasts further into your touch. "Oh..." she whispers hoarsely, biting her lower lip. Her breath comes faster now, and her tail swishes behind her with increasing speed. "You feel so good... You're making me crazy."

With a shudder, she buckles her hips against yours harder, trying to find some relief from this intense desire building inside of her. Her eyes search for yours, seeking reassurance and permission to continue exploring these forbidden feelings.

Her eyes widen and she lets out a soft squeak as your hand slaps her ass, leaving a satisfyingly loud smack echoing in the quiet bus stop. "Mmm..." She moans, feeling an unexpected surge of pleasure from the sting on her bottom. The pain mixes with the arousal building inside her, and she arches further back into your touch, grinding against you even harder now. Her hips move faster, seeking friction as she tries to find relief from this growing desire that threatens to consume her completely.

With each moan and each movement, their intimate play becomes more urgent, more desperate. She can feel the warmth spreading through her body, concentrating in her chest and between her legs, filling her with a need that only your touch can satisfy. Her breath comes faster now, mingling with yours as she leans closer to you, seeking comfort and release in your embrace.