Either way disappointment never crosses your mind, as far as you were concerned they were the best pair of tits…teats in the world. Suddenly remembering your primary mission of drying her off, you move to the other mound and rub it down, unable to resist giving it a few squeezes in the process. She looks back inquisitively but opts not to question when she sees that you’re practically sweating blood. You run the towel one last time between her fleshy mounds and powerful thighs before finally withdrawing it. You toss the towel aside for finality sake and she turns to face you. 