Every step I took made Maya's massive tits continue to rub and bounce against my back.
The stiff peaks of her nipples scraped lightly through the layers of cloth, and the soft, heavy flesh of her breasts stayed mashed firmly against me. Her crotch remained pressed tightly to my lower back, the heat of her pussy noticeable even through her dress.
She made no effort to lighten her weight or adjust into a more proper carrying position. Instead, she only clung tighter, letting out small, breathy sounds whenever a particularly hard step made her body shift against mine.
"Nnnh… aah…"
Her jealous, possessive thoughts kept looping as she refused to let go.
[That's right… Just keep carrying me. You don't get to ignore me after everything you've already seen and done. My body is pressed against you whether you like it or not…]
