Whirling around, the yelp was high and genuine. He found himself face to face with the woman who possessed that hand. It was only a brief visit, as his gaze was drawn to her stupendous bust. Each breast impossibly full, unbelievably firm, and magninficent in every way.
"I'll introduce myself, since Rachel hasn't. I'm Millie."
A smirk played across her face, as Henry was rendered speechless. But, he recoiled, as he felt Millie's hand, she was caressing and squeezing his stiffening member through his pants.
"Some think I'm too forward." she said, her eyes darting briefly to Rachel. "But, a hard man is good to find..."
Rachel's arm snaked around Henry's waist snatching him from the predatory Millie. "He's got a choice..."
"A woman can see what she likes, and stake her claim." The words oddly familiar echoing Henry's chat up lines, when finding a bimbo for the night. It sounded oddly unsettling to be on the receiving end.
She nodded towards the diner. "Tell you what, I'll let Rachel hydrate and refresh you... and if you wish, I'll drain and exhaust you." She pouted, and blew Henry a kiss, from a few inches away. His eyes batting, either from the imagined impact, or her strawberry scented breath.
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