Locker room tease: lifting shirt for breast squeeze

Sweat still dripping from my intense workout, I slip into the empty locker room, heart pounding with that familiar ache. No one's around, so I lean against the cool metal lockers, my hands trembling as I lift my tight white shirt, exposing my heavy breasts glistening with perspiration. I grab them hard, squeezing my nipples until I gasp, the need building fast between my thighs. Panting softly, I hook my fingers into my blue shorts and panties, yanking them down just enough to reveal my soft pubic hair and the wetness soaking through. My body throbs, fingers itching to dive in, but I tease myself first, rocking my hips against the bench, whimpering as the tension coils tighter, begging for release right here where anyone could walk in.