Mii could feel Takuma at her crotch; he was tangled up in her pubic hair and trying desperately to open her vulva so he could feel more of the giant hotty. Mii herself was too preoccupied with her breasts to get to her bottom half. She could feel the naked man swimming around in her cleavage giving her a tingle of excitement, but she needed more. Reaching behind her back, she started to loosen the string that was the only thing keeping her breasts from being totally exposed. She only had to loosen the string an inch to cause the tiny cloth to go shooting off her body and onto a skyscraper. A loud bouncing sound was made and everyman stopped what they were doing and stared. Some men fell to their knees to pray and others took out cameras to take pictures of what was before them.
“Wow,” Mii gapped at her own tits. Mii was shocked herself; she had never seen this body in the nude before. She looked at the strange way her nipples appear. Her nipples sat high atop thick, puffy aureole. In her current state of excitement, they had become bloated, swollen, and now begged all eyes on it. Even the man in her less tightly closed cleavage had stopped to look at the distended teats.
They throbbed almost painfully from the need to be touched, licked, and tugged. Mii’s flares of lust were mere sparks compared to the inferno she was feeling now; She grabbed the nearest man to her. She didn’t know if he was young, old, handsome, ugly, fat, thin; all that mattered was if he could help her find the release she was searching for. She dropped the man to one side of her bulging, needy tit; the man didn’t need any instructions and went to work. The sensation went right to her brain, and she threw her head back as she dug her fingers into the street below her. The man had jumped onto the tit and was grinding into amid licking it’s side and head. The distended bottom to the nipple held him up on the fatty mass and he squeezed and lapped at its bumpy sides, trails of saliva followed his tongue as he tasted the strangely sweat taste that Mii had, it probably had to do with the flower spirit power she used.
Between gasps of pleasure, Mii saw the man in her cleavage try to climb up her breast to get to her puffy tit. The man tried to climb the large mound of warm, firm flesh, but it was too tall and smooth for him to get a good grip on. Mii understood the mans need to reach heaven that was only fifty feet up. She put a finger under the man and pushed him up onto the tip of her breast. Mii bit her lower lip to prevent another scream of pleasure as the man on her other breast went to work. With two men humping and licking her two puffy tits, Mii forgot about the boy dangerously close to entering her body.
Takuma untangled himself from the golden hair and gazed at the giant slit that lay between it. The puffy lips were slightly open to allow a small trickle of juice to go spilling out around Takuma’s feet. Without warning, Takuma was draw to the massive sex and went at it like a madman.