April screamed and cried under her forced lover, shame unlike anything she had ever felt racing through her body. That was her first orgasm and it didn’t come from her husband or even a man, it came from a slutty cartoon character that was forcing herself on her. If that wasn’t bad enough she had been trapped between those use, sweaty breasts. Those huge bazooms had been rubbing all over her. She could still feel her head wrapped in those doughy, warm tit flesh, unable to push them away. The only thing April was thankful for was that she was not tucked away in Jessica’s breasts like all her sex toys. Just thinking of being completely trapped in between those supple, soft titties made her tremble all over.

“Shaking with excitement I see,” Jessica teased softly as she stared at her new toy nearly naked on the table again. Jessica no longer needed to hold her down, the embarrassment keeping April from even thinking of crawling away and even if she did try to make a break for it, Jessica would be on her like a cougar on fresh prey. She almost hoped the reporter tried to run, it would give her an excuse to punish the little prude.

“Shut up you loose, evil woman!” April barked, but then recoiled back at the angry look on Jessica’s face. Her nipple still stung as a nasty reminder from the last time she had spoken rudely to Jessica. Sitting non the edge of the table with her hands trying to cover her groin, April felt her own sticky juices oozing out onto her fingers. Jessica cooled down and smiled seductively. She raised her fingers to her face, staring at the strands of milky female cum dripping down to her hand. Pushing her plush lips together, she slid the tip of one slimy finger into her mouth. The taste of her new toy danced on her taste buds, getting a soft moan from the sexually hungry toon. She slid her finger in and out of her mouth, sucking on it like it was a tiny cock. She pulled her finger out with a wet pop and replaced it with the other finger. April might have been a bitchy prude, but she tasted fantastic.

April watched Jessica clean her hand with disgust. Each finger was precisely licked clean before Jessica pushed out her tongue and ran it over her palm, collecting the few drops that had run down from her fingers. Smacking her lip, she looked at April curiously. “Oops, forgot to ask if you wanted a taste.”

The comment made April’s face become redder and she began to screech something, but it came out as a scream as Jessica through her back onto the table and retook her position on top of the reporter. She pinned her wrists down and pushed her crotch into April’s wet groin, sliding her furry red mounds into April’s bushy brown sex. The intimate contact send a jolt of pleasure strait to April’s brain, which she vehemently tried to deny. She wasn’t attracted to Jessica or any woman. It was only a physical reaction to someone touching her in such sensitive places. This was horrible, there was nothing pleasant about any of this.

As April tried to rationalize everything, Jessica’s hands had slid off her wrists and were moving down her arms right for her chest. Tightly held in a cotton bra was a lovely set of tits that needed a good fondling. April’s bra dug into the meaty orbs, trying to hold them in, but almost failing. Her nipples pushed out the fabric, trying to squeeze out, but were too tightly constricted. The bra was too small, which had to be very uncomfortable for April’s chest. The stupid bitch probably refused to buy a bigger bra because then she’d have to admit that she had big tits and only sluts had large knockers. Wanting to get a closer look, Jessica dug her fingers under the top of each cup and yanked it down, snapping the shoulder straps and sending April’s breasts bouncing out.

When April felt cold air touching her breasts she snapped out of her current train of thought. Looking down, she saw bra town off her chest and her heaving breasts free for everyone to see. She looked at the camera, imaging the how the computer was automatically zooming in on her chest. The picture would be so clear and perfect that the wrinkles on her nipple would be visible. April tried to turn away from the camera, hide this latest shameful thing about her body, but Jessica slammed her crotch into April’s sensitive twat and made her freeze up.

“No, no, no, show the audience your puppies. That’s what they tuned in to see,” Jessica tsked and then grabbed April by the hair. Guiding her by her short brown hair, Jessica sat up and pulled April into her lap. Jessica’s huge breasts pressed into the small of April’s back as she was forced to sit right in front of the camera. “Let them see what your packing.”

April started to cry anew as her breasts stood on display for the world to see. She had some very fat round knockers that most girls only wished to have. Unlike Jessica’s more firm, torpedo shaped bosom, April’s breasts were wider and flatter, lacking Jessica’s firmness. They bounced around softly as April breathed, they meaty globes rippling as the fat shifted around. While two sizes smaller then Jessica, her nipples were just as fat and long as the sexpot toon. Cherry pink nipples that looked as virginal as April was before this interview. Jessica’s hands came up, squeezing the sides of the large melons to push them together. April whimpered as her breasts were squished together and wondered if after this last humiliation would Jessica let her go.