Honestly, yes.

“I'd say yes,” You groan at the thought, and Sarah grins at you. “We'll get you there soon, babe,” she says, and there isn't a patronizing or joking tone. It's the kindest, gentlest voice you've heard her use. “Soon you'll learn what I like — if I'm honest, I haven't had a lot of complaints.” Her hand pulls your head back to her soft boob, and you fill your mouth again with the dense, warm boob. “Oh fuck,” Sarah moans as your left hand reaches up to fondle her other tit. Sarah puts her hands at her side and you can hear the smile in her voice. “You're a quick learner,” she says, and you glance up to see her eyes half-closed.

“Of course, I'd get to pick which tit she got,” you say as you let her hard nipple pop out of your mouth. Sarah grins at you before giving a heavy sigh. You take the signal as encouragement, even standing up to heft both of her big tits in your hands. “I love these tits,” you tell her, and you hear Sarah fight back a whimper. You look to her face and notice her mouth slightly open. “I bet Emily loved them, too, if you made her cum over and over again,” Sarah's eyes close as you realize you might have stumbled onto something. “Did she make you cum?” you ask, wondering about your sudden hunch. Sarah's eyes drift down to your hands slowly kneading her massive rack, letting her flesh slide over your fingers as you grope her. Her shirt stays up, unable to slide down over the heavy orbs on her chest.

“You can be a little rougher,” Sarah offers, and you gently slap her two big tits together. You both seem hypnotized by the fluid motion her tits take on, somehow solid when in your hands, but waving like an ocean when they collide. Sarah grunts as she feels the contact shake her big boobs visibly. “You can do whatever you want to my fat tits,” she says softly. You lean in and suck them again, then push them together firmly enough that her nipples are nearly touching. You run your tongue over both of her tips, watching them harden with a slight smile.

“Did Emily make you cum?” you ask Sarah again, and she looks down at her spit soaked tits. She smiles at you.

“I thought they'd keep you off topic,” she says, the grin spreading wider across her face. She shimmies a bit, her tits wobbling on her chest. You feel your breath quicken as your eyes are drawn once more to your friend's quivering breasts. She giggles as she watches your gaze get stuck. “I bet you'd watch these big boobs bounce all night,” Sarah whispers to you. “I'll let you, you know,” she adds. She reaches under her left breast and lets her big breast slide over her hand, falling loosely in a glorious sign of her natural breast. You reach out and pick up her right tit and bounce it gently. She looks up and down the hallway, and you feel her hand at your waistband, slowly undoing your belt.

“There are other ways to make them bounce,” she murmurs as she glances down at her right breast jiggling. She sighs lightly as she watches her big tits quiver. “You've probably figured out I love having my puppies played with,” she says. “A lot. I'm willing to do almost anything with a guy that pays them attention, John. Or a girl,” she teases. Rather than asking her about Emily again, you fill your mouth with her left tit as she holds it. She sighs, apparently enjoying your ability to please her heavy breasts. “You might be having the most fun with these titties, baby,” she murmurs as you continue to suckle on her. “Damn,” she sighs. She looks down at you for a second and then slowly pulls her hand away. The heavy flesh of her breast dips between your mouth and her chest, and she groans. You can't tell whether it's discomfort or not, but she hefts her other tit and leans in for a quick suck of her own fleshy boob. She pulls off and sees you still on her heavy breast, and then makes a comment that sends your mind reeling.

“Emily made me cum by sucking on my tits all night,” she groans. “And you're going to get me there even faster than she did... John! I'm cumming in the hallway,” she rasps, obviously holding back. She shudders for a moment, and you wrap both hands around the tit you're sucking, **** to keep the big jug in your mouth. She grips the door frame for support as you suck her big breast through her orgasm, and you feel the spasms slow as you gently keep her big tit embedded in your mouth.

Sarah sighs deeply and smiles as you slowly let her soaked tit fall from your mouth. She grunts slightly as her big jug slaps against her chest. Still obviously a bit out of it, you slowly move to her right breast and her eyes widen as she feels your tongue point at the swollen tip jutting out from her soft flesh. You wrap your hands around the base of her breast again, and she watches as you gently fold her tit up so you can pull the nipple between your lips. Within moments, you feel her hard tip become harder as you work to manipulate her right boob.

“John,” Sarah says softly. “We're still in the hallway.” She's obviously calmed down considerably, but she's made no move to pull her quickly soaking breast from your attentive lips and tongue. You release her tit again, letting the suction hold it in place as again your mouth becomes the only thing holding her tit. “Oh,” she sighs, and she makes no move to stop you as your right hand pushes her breast up slowly. Getting an idea, your left hand grips the breast in your mouth, while your right hand folds the nipple to Sarah's face. “That's greedy,” Sarah moans, “you pervert.” Her voice is a low whisper, but her tone indicates her enjoyment. “I guess you want me to suck on my big wet tit while you suck on the other one?” You shove her breast toward her even further. “Oh my... fuck,” Sarah groans as you pull more of her tit into your mouth, distending the front of her breast even more. Your hand tightens into her soft, dense flesh, and Sarah, seemingly done resisting her temptation, leans in to inhale her spit-soaked breast. Soon both of you are working over her proud breasts in the hallway.

You pull up and watch Sarah work her big breast over greedily, and feel your own pulse quicken. “I'm going to make you cum again,” you promise and lean into her big tit. “Keep sucking your tit,” you order her, and you are surprised with the ease of the command. Sarah moans as you take her jug into your mouth again, but keeps her big breast in her mouth. You keep an eye on the hallway, but Sarah's experience seems to allow her to control her volume at will. While your ego takes a slight blow from not making her scream out, you realize it's likely for the best as two coworkers, including your boss, lay sleeping down the hall. You do the same thing to her right breast that you did to her left, your tongue dancing on her nipple. You even add in a slow, pressure filled move from the base of her big tit to the nipple. Sarah responds by thrusting her breast forward, and you hear a whimper as you widen your mouth. Your jaw begins to strain as you somehow get more of her soft flesh into your mouth. Eventually Sarah lets her tit fall from her own mouth as she stares at you taking what seems to be half of her breast into your mouth. “Swallow that fucking tit,” she moans, “you're making me cum again,” she adds, and you feel her spasms shake her soft flesh over your face as her knees buckle. She falls to her knees, her tit breaking free from your mouth with a pop and sending a spray of your spit everywhere. You look at her orgasm and reach down to bounce both of her soaked tits as she cums, her restrained groans as much of a turn-on as her quivering flesh.

When the orgasm passes, she looks up at you, spent. Her right tit still drips with your spit and her eyes are heavy as she seems to seek a focus point. Her eyes land on your face as you stay bent over, still gently wobbling her breasts.