Candy's wardrobe malfunction is too much for Rick to handle.

The moment that Candy's corset lost the battle with her massive bust would be burned in Rick mind for the rest of his life. The gorgeous blond's show of jiggling and bouncing had already made the deliveryman achingly rigid in his shorts, but as the corset gave way to her dropping breasts and the heavy teardrop shaped mounds exploded from their confines, Rick thought that his cock was going to rip right through his shorts. He was too stunned to move as Candy panicked, grabbing handfuls of her breasts and trying to push them back into the corset.

"Oh God," Candy cried out in embarrassment and struggled to cover her breasts again, but with each huge melon taking an entire hand to contain, the blond couldn't fix her top at the same time. "I'm so sorry," She apologized to Rick. "I didn't know that would happen!" The two mountains of titflesh swelled out around her fingers as she wrestled with them, flawless pale orbs that bounced and wobbled as she tried squeezing them into containment.

The twenty-one-year-old delivery man stood slack-jawed as he watched the unbelievable vision in front of him and his mind raced with all the things that he wanted to do to the exposed blond. Squeezing, sucking and fucking those indescribable breasts. Bending the blond MILF over the couch and slamming her married pussy from behind. Spreading those squeezable asscheeks wide and--

"I think I might need an extra hand here," Candy said as she held an overflowing mound of titflesh in each palm, her pink areolas peeking out through her spread fingers.

The sentence broke Rick's train of thought and he felt his already steely hard cock twitch in his shorts.

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Rick had earned the unfortunate nickname of One Tick Rick in high school, due to a an ex-girlfriend who liked to gossip about their time together. A month into their dating, during a particularly intense make out session, the girl had grabbed the front of his pants and found a sizable stiff bulge to wrap her fingers around. Grinning at rick, she had given it a firm stroke though his pants, only to feel the cockbulge twitch and pulse in her grip as Rick creamed his jeans. They had broken up the next day and the reputation she gave him kept him from dating much more during school.

The twenty-one-year-old virgin had tried everything he could to increase his stamina since, but he had never been confronted with a woman like Candy, and his countless hours of surfing internet porn had never shown him anything to compare to the amazing sight before him.

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"I think I might need an extra hand here," Candy said as she held an overflowing mound of titflesh in each palm, her pink areolas peeking out through her spread fingers.

The sentence broke Rick's train of thought and he felt his already steely hard cock twitch in his shorts. The twitch was followed by a jerk and then a jump in his shorts as the deliveryman shot his load into his briefs again, too overwhelmed by the sheer **** of Candy's natural sex appeal. His face contorted in a mix of pleasure and terror as he realized what was happening and he quickly moved his tablet to cover the spreading wet spot on his shorts. "I-- I gotta go! H-hope your convention goes well!" He quickly stepped past the half-exposed MILF as he tried to escape out the front door, hunched over as he kept the tablet over his crotch. He'd almost made it out when he heard her voice calling out from behind him.

"Wait! Don't go! You forgot your phone!" Candy stepped as quickly as she could in the high-heeled boots as she tried to catch him, waving the phone in one hand and using her other arm in an attempt to cover both breasts.

Rick let out a little groan as he watched her gorgeous tits swell and wobble against her arm, but paused long enough to take the phone from her. "T-thanks.." he said as he turned and dashed as best he could back to his delivery truck.

Standing in her open front doorway with her arm over her breasts, Candy watched the truck speed off and gave her lip a nervous nibble. 'I hope I didn't offend him,' she thought as she shut the door and turned back towards the stairway. 'He seemed much nicer than the last driver.'

As she climbed the steps to second floor, Candy began making a mental list of everything she'd need to pack for the weekend ahead of her, excited to spend time with her son and his friends at the convention.