Toph needs a strip

Toph chuckled quietly, her eyes sparking with lust despite not being able to see out of the surprisingly erotic milky white orbs, "What else can make your heart pound faster than me?" Before I could respond to the question Toph as sat up on my body, a sulty smile dressing her lips as she slowly began to tease me, her massive chest thrust towards me as she began to slide out of her clothes.

Bit by bit her clothing was shed, the scraps of fabric becoming of thing of the past as she dancing about, her gyrating hips grinding against my throbbing hardness...oh that little tease. Slowly, her top slid over her head revealing one of the sport bras that I had purchased, the thin material stretched tight over her glorious chest while showcasing her erect nipples sending another thrill down my body, god did I ever love tomboys with huge tits.

Before I could continue to marvel Toph reached down to my own body, grabbing hols of my shirt before ripping it off my body in every literal sense I could mean. My shirt was nothing but tatters as her powerfully muscles body straddled me...granted I would have to pay for that but god was Toph hot. Judging by the smug smile I could tell Toph thought the same thing, I wonder if anything could take the 'giant' from her place.