Jazzy's and Kenzie's tall heels click-clacked loudly on the pavement as they walked around the expensive neighborhood, their mail bags slung over their shoulders, each smaller and lighter than normal since there were two of them hitting the route. Jazzy, a 23 year old, ebony babe was training Kenzie, an 18 year-old white girl, on how to be a mail carrier.

Jazzy, having had this route for a while now, struts confidently down one side of the street, mindlessly depositing the mail in the appropriate boxes with rote, practiced ease. She wears a pair of knee-high, black, shiny, leather boots with a six-inch heel. Her smooth, mocha-colored thighs are bare and exposed, disappearing under a pair of skin-tight, incredibly short, navy blue booty shorts that stretch obscenely around her big, round, plump, ghetto butt.

On the other side of the street, Kenzie, the new girl, is struggling to keep up with Jazzy. She is wearing the same light blue uniform top as Jazzy, but she has attempted to button hers instead of tying it. However, only the first few buttons are closed, the top ones failing to clasp over her own impressive, huge rack. This causes the shirt to open into a long, low-cut "v" that ends right between her huge tits, her hot pink, lacy push-up bra clearly visible.

Eventually, the girls meet in front of a large, expensive home at the top of the street. Jazzy watches Kenzie place the last letter in the mailbox, and then giggles and says, Don't bend over too far now, girl. Otherwise, you'll be showing off that tight little pussy to everybody on the street. She giggles, Not that any of the men on the street would mind, she adds.

Kenzie blushes and giggles breathily before responding, I'm sure they'd rather see that big, round ghetto booty bent over even more. She giggles, and then adds, I wish I had a big, round, plump butt like that! Jazzy giggles in response, her own cheeks growing red. Aw, you got a plenty big ass, girl. Besides, I'd kill to have a set of big titties like you.

The girls giggle and blush as they stand there, openly admiring and complimenting each other, each of them growing hotter and hotter as they imagine running their hands and mouths all over the other's body. As they stand there, as if on cue, he exits the front door. The girls turn their heads, and Kenzie immediately agrees with Jazzy's earlier assessment. She has never seen a more gorgeous, hunky, sexy stud in her entire life.