. even her tits. And that was when she felt normal. She was a strong woman, confident in her skills and in her worth, but she knew that when people lo...oked at her, they saw her tits first and foremost, and very often, they saw only her tits, as if she, Jessica Rabbit,the most successful nightclub singer Toontown had ever birthed, was nothing more than a walking pair of bloated meat balloons. She was a strong woman, but the weight of her tits sometimes dragged her down.So the shower was her. “Someone took all my money and ran off to Vegas!”She smiled again.“Sorry. I forgot you're not supposed to have conversations in elevators. I'll just keep my mouth shut.”Suddenly, I heard an electrical snap and the elevator stopped moving.“Did you hear that?” I asked.“Oh shit!” the woman said. “We're stuck!”“Don't panic,” I said. “That's what these phones are for.”I opened the emergency phone box and pulled out the phone. But it was dead. I tried pressing the bell button, but the electrical. " I suggested."Ah yes, I'll get it soon, I promise," she said."You are doing just fine," I replied.Except that the water never really got very hot, it was a good shower. I needed tom wash off the night sweat. I put on clean panties and bra for my the first full day in England.I wasn't sure who would be joining us for breakfast and I didn't plan to go looking for anyone. I was hungry and I didn't mind eating alone. Well alone except for the Hoover.Once in the lobby the Hotel's concierge had a. She took it off, and she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her tits were enormous, the size of melons. Her nipples were dark brown, and huge! I had thought so. Yes, she had the hottest tits in the world. “God, Grands,” I said. “Those are beautiful. Let me touch them.” I took a few steps toward her, and stepped out of my shorts. Walking toward her naked, my dick sticking up waving in the air like that, really turned me on. I leaned toward her, my mouth open and my tongue.