He grabs her tits

Matt had been intrigued by Natasha's tits since he'd first seen her. Now they were just inches from his hands, barely covered by a peasant blouse that barely contained them and certainly didn't contain a bra. With Natasha teasing him, there was no way he was going to resist the temptation.

He reached out and grabbed one of those honkers with each hand.

Damn they felt great. He didn't have much experience with boobs. {if Cindy>50}He'd felt Cindi's, of course, but she barely had anything at all in the chest department.{endif} Karen and Amy were barely B cups... enough to grab onto but with nothing to spare. Natasha, though, was a full C and a quick squeeze let him know they were natural all the way to the core.

"What the fuck." She pulled away from him. "Didn't your mother teach you any manners at all?"

"But--"

"You want access to the girls, you work at it. You earn them. And brother you haven't earned anything like that grab. What, do you think they're bike horns you can squeeze and make me honk?"

"I never thought--"

"You know, the thing is, you fooled me into thinking you were the kind of guy who actually thought. Get lost and don't mess with me again."

(Note to readers. I suggest hitting the previous page button about now. This is leading to a bad ending).