You can't help staring at her big chest....

As you look her body over, trying to think what you should do with your time.... wow. Your eyes get stuck onto her chest. Contained in that black bra, it juts out so much that it's almost like a shelf. It's definitely the most stacked one you've ever seen on somebody else, and you just can't look away....

Delilah raises an eyebrow as you kneel in front of her and stare. When your tongue comes out to lick your suddenly-dry lips (i-it must be hot in here or something, because your body also feels like it's kinda heating up...), she shakes her head.

"Ugh." She says, rolling her eyes.

You bite your lip and try to get back to focusing. You're acting too dirty right now, and Professor Phoebe is watching. S-sure, Delilah's got a great body, but..... uhm..... what were you saying again? Wait a sec. Hold on, nearly there.

Before you can slowly climb your way back to your mind, Delilah gives that glorious chest a shake for you, drawing you back into those magnificent orbs with practiced perfection. Immediately, any semblance of thought or strategy you were starting to come to abandons you, and you can feel your own crotch dampen ever-so-slightly.

S-she's really... she's really already getting a headstart to winning, when it's still your turn? Unfortunately, there's nothing you can do to stop that, given that you aren't even really aware of it. Most of your focus is taken by watching her plush and full boobs bounce up and down, and shake side to side. Bounce, bounce, bounce....

Almost in a trance your hands go to them, making contact and officially starting your thirty second clock. With your hands over the front of her boobs, not even coming close to covering their surface, you start using your fingers to squish and massage at her hefty chest. They're bountiful enough that you can get your entire small palm touching skin, despite the fact that she's got a bra on, as your wide-eyes remain glued to her breasts and your fingers service them submissively.

"Predictable." Delilah sighs, sounding bored. "Go ahead, waste away your turn."

Spurred on by her words, you start to massage her a bit deeper, putting more **** into your fingers and making your hands feel up more parts of her chest. It really is a perfect set, huh....?

Your attention is brought somewhat back from your working fingers at the sound of Delilah trying to supress a shudder. Lifting your head to get a look at her, you can see the vaguest red blush across her face, which she quickly hides with her hand in a feigned yawn of boredom.

"Time." Professor Phoebe says, signalling the end of your thirty seconds. Mournfully, you drag your hands away from her chest, and prepare yourself for whatever she's got planned to do back to you. You had an indulgent turn, for sure, but it at least seemed to have SOME effect on her as well....