Fine, uncover your dick. At least you'll get tits out of it.

Eleanor was so forceful... But, well. You had more to gain out of this than lose. Yeah, no one was around the suburbs at that time. You could just run back inside after Eleanor had left. She'd already seen your cock and even given it a titfuck last night, it was old news to her. You'd get to see her tits again. And it would certainly make the girl you were going on a date with later today happy...

Reluctantly, you pulled your hands aside, causing your morning wood to spring forth and bouncily settle in front of you. The sight of it caused Eleanor to audibly gasp in pleasure.

"There's my favorite toy!" she gushed, the hand she had on your head moving to give it a grab. You jumped, melting into her touch as she held the head of your cock in her fist, thumb on top rubbing the tip of your mushroom. The hand on your back lowered to your butt, giving your cheek a squeeze. "Mmm... So nice havin' this beautiful willy in my hand again. Feast for the eyes, too! Welp, deals a deal, cowboy!"

She stood to her full height, reaching for the bottom hem of her tank top. She pulled it up, causing her massive tits to fall out and settle onto her chest like pendulous beanbags. She pulled the garment up and off, depositing it into the rear basket of her commuter bike behind her. Topless once again, she kneeled in front of you, grinning and unashamed of her public exposure.

"Still like 'em, cowboy?" she asked, a cheeky smile on her face.

You just nodded, actually forgetting about your hard dick fully exposed in the suburban air at the sight of Eleanor's massive funbags.

The southern belle giggled, ripples going through her fatty titflesh. "I love that reaction! Finally, a man who recognizes the quality a these county fair blue ribbon watermelons! Wanna touch 'em, cowboy?"

She didn't let you respond. Grabbing your hand, she placed it on her soft, warm titflesh. Your fingers sunk deeply into the mass of it, the huge breast downright dwarfing your dainty hand and lithe fingers. If there were ever an eighth modern wonder of the world, Eleanor's tits would be a top contender!

"Mmmm, that feels good, having your hand on my boob, cowboy," she cooed, her freckled cheeks tinted pink. "Hey, cowboy. I got'n offer for ya!"

You cocked an elegant brow at her, listening to her moan as you gave her tit a squeeze. "Yeah?"

"I'll pick ya'll up at two PM for the movie. If'n ya stay naked from now until I come pick ya up, I'll give ya'll unlimited boob access for the date!" she offered, a mischievous grin on her pretty face.

You couldn't help but frown at that. "Unlimited boob access?"

She nodded. "Yup yup! Anytime ya'll want, ya can touch n' rub my boobies or make me take my top off! But only if ya stay skyclad from now 'til I pick ya up at two!"

Hmmm... eleven AM to two PM. He'd have to refrain from getting dressed for three hours and he'd get unlimited prior consent to play with Eleanor's tits, clothed or bare, during their first date.

"How will you know I'll be naked all that time, though?" you asked.

"I trust ya'll!" she said, a big smile on her face despite the blush from your hand squeezing her sensitive tit.