Becoming aquatinted

The midsummer Texas heat was intense, the saving grace a bag of frozen peas half covering my box. The trip was quick out to her car, the bag I was in getting picked up, and shoved into the backseat of a car before more getting packed onto the seat. I hear the door slam, the rattling of cart as she pushes it to the closest cart depot. I was expecting us to be on our way but was surprised when the back door was opened and her hand rushes in, grasping my box and pulling it out. The top gets ungracfully ripped off and upended, my small form rolling out into her cupped hand. When I come to a stop, I look about and up, her eyes full of mischief as she drops the box as raises me up to her face. "Little one, I have so many things planned for you. My life is full of stress and your going to be my...stress relief." She says with a grin, sliding a well manicured finger down my side. Still holding me, she starts to unbutton her blouse as she walks around to door and climbs in, her cleavage hanging open in the warm air. Suddenly, her lipstick covered lips come rushing down, pressing against the top of my head before parting a little, taking the top of my head between them and sucking gently. I can feel her tongue snake through her teeth, playing with my head like as if it was lollipop before pulling me out, a smirk on her lips. With that, I get plunged between her breast, wrapping my body around her perky breast with her excited nipple digging into my chest. Her hand withdraws and I can feel my prison get tighter, assuming she redoing her blouse and effectively locking me away. I hear the car turn on, the icy A/C air blasting against her chest, making her nipples rock hard against me and her bra as she takes off across the parking lot.