"Is this enough?" Riya asked, blushing slightly as she glanced nervously at the shielded seats.
Kevin stared at her breasts. They were perfectly shaped and firm, with nipples in just the right spot. The smooth, unblemished skin and the way they held their shape made them look almost unreal. It was as if they were the pinnacle of what anyone could imagine.
Kevin smirked, barely controlling his urge to bury his face in her breasts and taste them. "No, make your nipples hard," he said.
"Are you dumb? I'm not doing anything else," she retorted, tucking her breasts back into her shirt, making Kevin a bit sad. He threatened again, "Then don't mind if I come sit there," as he started getting up from his seat and moving toward hers.
"You think you can blackmail me into doing perverted things?" Riya glared at him angrily as he once again settled into her seat. "Try me... it's not like I'm the only one who'll get caught."
