Oh how arousing they are! Only a couple feet away from me in all their perfectly symmetrical beauty they are more of a turn-on than the unworthy p***s in me by far. Then Mistress starts bouncing up and down, riding Slut-boy’s face with no consideration for his comfort at all, and oh what a show! Jiggling and jouncing, those giant t**s have my mouth watering in seconds. Right away I start riding as well. Together we bob up and down in perfect tandem, Mistress staring smokily at me as we f**k.
Her hands come up to cup and grip my own bouncing breasts. Rubbing my n*****s with her thumbs, she grants me the permission I’m dying for.
“Go ahead, girl. I can read your need in your eyes. Play with my t**s as you ride. You’ve earned it.”
Moaning with joy I jump at the chance: hefting, caressing,
