Yes

Slowley Scarlett pours what's left of her beer over her tight white shirt and you watch transfixed as it clings tightly to her huge breasts.
"Whoops,silly me" she giggles,biting down on the end of her thumb.
She starts to run her hands gently up and down her shirt,pausing now and again to squeeze her tits through the material.
"My top's so wet" she says grabbing your hands and placing them on her chest "See?"
You feel her breasts against your hands as you ghost your palm across her nipples,hearing her purr as they suddenly become erect.
"Do you like that" she whispers "Do you like how my huge tits feel"
You can barely reply,words seem to have left you but there is a tale-tell answer that is bulging in your jeans.
"Oooh" Scarlett says as she glances down at your jeans "I guess you do like it."
Your cock is bursting against the seams,dying to get out.
"Well,well" she say's "Should I do something about that?"