Rusty put on quite the pout, her fat, glossy dick-suckers pushing out a good inch or two from her face, lush and lavish in their provocative puffiness! “Oh, gosh! I dunno! What if, like, you get me too wet to work? I can’t really do my thing if I’m all wet and slippery! Y’know, maybe we should cool off first! Get all nice and wet for a while, then I can work on your fridge!” Rusty offered, beaming as she reached up to casually unzip her jumpsuit. It all came spilling out like a rust-hued avalanche; two humongous, perky boobs capped with fist-thick udders that were plainly outlined behind the copper-colored, heart-shaped pasties that were slapped across the peaks of her jumbo jugs. Out spilled her enormpusly wide hips, fat ass practically popping out of the grease-stained uniform and sticking out like a damn duo of salaciously over-sized scoops of jiggly jello. The only thing that kept her cunt from being wholly visible was the slim strap of her thong, the meager garment doing absolutely nothing to hide the obscene plumpness of her slick, dripping bimbo pussy. She let her old, boring outfit fall the rest of the way, fabric pooling around her huge, whorish heels. Rusty grinned as she shamelessly stepped out of her shedded jumpsuit, standing barely clothed, fishnets clinging to her scantily clad frame like a second skin, doing nothing but further outlining her brazen curves, adding more emphasis to every salacious shape she so proudly had on display. “Y’gonna like, join me?”
 
Rusty, doing her best to service her customers.