“Ohhh,” I whispered softly, relaxing into his warm embrace.
His roving hands went upwards, until he finally reached my plump breasts. His thick finger circled slowly over them, spiralling inwards mesmerizingly slow. I could almost believe I had just imagined this whole thing, when he made contact with one large dusky nipple, twisting it just enough to make my lids fly open.
“Your breasts are amazing,” he said, his voice uneven with lust.
I could feel his cock twitch between me, stiffening further as he massaged my generous mounds. He moved with practised ease, strumming my puffy peaks until my back arched off him completely.
“I want you Dawn. I need you. Now.”