Big-titted Asian teen gets nailed by 2 handimen

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All of a sudden, I was standing on the driveway holding the pickup truck’s door open, allowing the girl to slide into the middle of the seat. As she passed me, I got a whiff of her perfume — strong, sweet, really sexy.

Soon we were jostling down the streets, heading a few miles towards one of the state routes where all the fast-food places were lined up. Willy and I were talking nicely to her, saying we appreciated the company, don’t get pretty girls to come with us much, that sort of stuff. As the truck bounced down the street, I couldn’t help but notice the jugs on this teenager bouncing too — I mean, her chest was undulating like a machine recording every bump the truck hit. So at one point, with my eyes glued to her breasts bouncing in her t-shirt inside her unfastened jeans jacket, I said to the broad, “You know, you must be extremely popular at school, why don’t you have like dozens of boyfriends?”

I know the bitch saw me staring at her breasts, and she didn’t move to cover them up, instead keeping them pushed forward on her chest between Willy and me. “Well, I have one,” she told me, giggling a little at how I was so obviously staring at her tits, “but he’s sort of a dork, but he’s cute.”

“Dork, huh?” I looked past her at Willy, who flashed me one of those knowing grins, then began staring at her tits again as much as he was looking at the road. I turned to gaze at her boobs once more, then up to her eyes to make sure she saw me looking at her tits — then, back down at her tits. “Well, Willy and I ain’t dorks — you ever dated a real man before?”

Her voice was a little nervous, as she tried to sound more grownup. Pushing her long, black hair behind and ear, she shook her head a little. “Nuh-huh — but, wanted to.”

My dick was throbbing hard in my jeans by this point, smelling her perfumes and seeing those big breasts. I loved that she liked showing them off, and now I loved her more that she liked older guys. “Well, maybe Willy or me here can show you a good time sometime.” (I was thinking, how about right now, you hot tramp?) “Would you like that sometime?”

Again, her voice quivered a little. “Umm — yup?” She didn’t want to commit, but she seemed to like the sound of that.

The erection in my pants was in control of my mouth now, I wasn’t talking like I would to a normal stranger. Leaning my mouth closer to her ear as the truck rambled down the roar, I coarsely whispered to her, “I don’t mean to piss ya off or nuthin’, but I gotta say — you got really, really hot tits — you don’t mind us lookin’ at them, do ya?”

Now her young, teen voice turned to a soft, meek whine, as the 18 year old responded to my praise. “Really?” It was like a squeak of a mouse. “You think? They’re not, like, too big?”

“Too big?” I erupted with a cackle, clapping my hands together once, then looked past her at my buddy driving the pickup. “Willy, you think they’re TOO big?”

As we slowed to a streetlight, Willy turned his head towards her, lowering it a foot away from her boobies to very obviously check them out. “Nope,” he reported as he sat back upright, “not too big ah-tall.”

With my mouth near her ear again, my hip firmly up against her side to trap her in place, I asked her another loaded question. “You don’t mind us lookin’ at your tits, do you — they’re just so fuckin’ big and sexy — you’re so pretty.”

“Really?” She said it again, her voice so melodious and quiet, high-pitched but calm. “I dunno, if you wanna, I guess.”

While she sounded disinterested, I could see her eyes looking me over — my chest and crotch, my face, and her thin lips were turned up a little with a playful grin. The girl was interested in where this was leading. “So maybe,” I asked, reaching a hand across my body towards her already, “you’d let me have a quick feel — just to feel how big they are?”

I hadn’t felt up a teenager in years, and I couldn’t wait to get my married paw on this babe’s huge chest.

The girl sure was interested. She snickered at me, rolling her eyes as if all men were such pricks, then she sighed quietly, “Oh, all right I guess — if ya really wanna.”

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