"Oh, hi," Diane said. She looked Becky coolly up and down, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she'd come to the door without a stitch of clothing.

"You're-you're naked!" Becky sputtered.

"I know that, stupid!" Diane replied icily. "I was playing with myself. Don't you take off your clothes when you fingerfuck?" Diane sighed. "Well, you might as well come in."

Becky found herself staring at the pert blonde's saucily rounded ass cheeks as Diane led her into the living room. Diane spun around in front of the couch, looking at Becky matter-of-factly.

"I suppose I can guess what you want to see me about," she yawned.

"How-how could you?" Becky sputtered. "He-he must have told you he was engaged! How could you just-just suck his dick like that? You-you made him cheat on me!"

"One doesn't make a man cheat, darling," Diane replied, with a dry chuckle. "I think Mitch is the one you should be talking to, not me. It's hardly as if he had to fuck me, is it?"

"But you act like you don't even care!"

"I don't," Diane shrugged. And then she added, without missing a beat; "God, you've got big titties!"

Becky just stood there, unable to believe what she'd just heard. Taking advantage of her confusion, the sexy blonde stepped up to her, dropping her hands to Becky's waist.

Becky gasped as she felt her sweater being pulled up, yanked up over the stuffed cups of her bra, over her shoulders, leaving herself naked from the waist up except for her bra. She squealed and started to step back, but she was already too late. Calmly, unashamedly, Diane unhooked the cups of the teenage brunette's bra, letting Becky's enormous tits tumble nakedly out of confinement.

"Oh, gosh!" Becky squealed. "What do you think you're doing to me?"

"Playing with your big tits!"

Diane stood right in front of her, smirking as she filled her hands with the spongy enormity of Becky's whoppers. Lewdly she squeezed and fondled the giant-sized globes, rolling the super sized tits on the teen's slim chest.