She reached behind her back to unclip her bra, and once the clasp was undone, her bra almost sailed away across the room, like a catapult being released. Melody's reflexes kicked in, though, and she grabbed the undergarment before it could get away.
The mongoose smiled. Her super-speedy reflexes had been inherited from her mother, like the fat, bouncing jugs on her chest. Her mother was much bigger than her in the bust department, though: Mina Prower's legendary tits took up as much of her bed as her husband did.
Melody cast the bra onto her bed, then reached her arms up into the air, stretching. Being in the privacy of her own bedroom, she could afford to be undressed without unwanted attention. It was a good thing, too, as her little lime-green hotpants were riding right up her crack, and it was driving her mad!
As she started reaching behind her to dig those practically painted-on pants out of her crevice, she started wondering if Jacques would be coming over...
Melody sighed with pleasure at the thought of her boyfriend. Jacques D'Coolette was a total hunk, and unquestionably the boy of her dreams. A fellow Freedom Fighter, she had been totally infatuated with him ever since he had rescued her from Tikhaos when the water monster had attacked King Sonic's castle.
As his image formed in her mind's eye, Melody drank in his handsome face, his strong jaw, his light blonde hair waving coolly in a light breeze, and his light blue shirt with the top 3 buttons undone, exposing a tuft of manly chest fur.
Melody sighed again, as she drew down her hotpants past her knees. She'd absolutely love to get married to him, and have his babies...
No sooner had the sexy mongoose girl de-pantsed herself, than something that she hadn't expected caused her to gasp out loud!
A pair of hands had reached around Melody's massive milk-tanks and began to grope them!
Because her mind had been focused so hard on one particular person, she immediately jumped to the conclusion that she desperately wanted:
"Jacques? Oh, you naughty boy, you should have told me you were already in!"
As she closed her eyes, Melody felt the hands roam around her titanic hooters, slowly and gently squeezing her big purple nipples, taking in the vast contours and the sheer heft of the things.
"Mmm, I've been waiting to see you all day, Jacques..."
In response to Melody's lusty moan, the index fingers of the hands now started to trace lazy circles around her areolae, first one way, then the other.
Melody had just began to think of where to ask Jacques to grope her next, when his voice entered her ears, and brought her glorious illusion crashing down around her:
"I'm sorry, Jacques isn't available right now. Want to leave a message, angel-tits?"
Melody's eyes opened in shock... then narrowed down again, as she roared in rage at the interloper posing as her beloved Jacques:
"HAMILTON!!"
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