“I could manage it better if you would give me something to handle,” her eyes flicked meaningfully to the length of his exposed shaft. She studied him and found herself grateful the young buck she was supposed to be with had not shown up.
Her mouth ran dry as she longed to have him sliding between her thick rounded breasts and into her mouth. She tucked a pillow behind her shoulders, and he appeared to know exactly what it was she wanted him to do. He straddled her again but this time higher, his hand reaching out to touch her high cheekbones.
She moaned lowly as he pushed her breasts together around his shaft and then poked it out the top of the narrow opening, he’d created. The oils had made a perfect lubricant for his stroking. In a perfect succinct rhythm, he glided in and out betw
