Reach over and touch Rochelle's boobs?

Rochelle was obviously staring at my hard cock under my boxers, and the thought drove me wild. I scooted to the edge of the loveseat and started to lean towards her. She quickly looked over my head to the opening above me, obviously worried that Diane or Jenny might look through at us. I looked back but saw no one there; they were still chatting away, obviously sitting at the kitchen table. I turned my attention back to Rochelle and smiled at her. She smiled back and I slowly reached over to her right breast.

My hand found it and I squeezed it lightly. She gave out a little gasp, and then quickly looked around me to the opening on the wall. Satisfied the girls were not there looking in at us, she turned back to me and adjusted her seating slightly. She was sitting with one leg tucked up underneath her, but she lowered it to the ground and hiked her t-shirt up a little so she was not sitting on the end of it. Then she grabbed my hand and pulled it away from her tit before guiding it underneath the open t-shirt. I felt her big tit in my hand and my heart almost exploded.

Holy fucking shit! I was holding Rochelle's naked boob!

I could feel her hard nipple in my palm, and I enjoyed the weight of her boob in my hand and pinched her nipple lightly with my fingers.