I guided her towards the bed, sitting on the edge as I watched her kneel on the blankets, her well defined breasts rising and falling with each shaky breath. She was embarrassed, that much was clear. But there was something else too—something that made her push past the shame.
This… this was something just between us. Something she would share with me, but not with anyone else. It was something she coveted, something she desperately wanted, her mind so jumbled with pleasure that she just started to go with the flow.
"I-I'll do it…" she whispered, her voice filled with resolve.
She lifted her breasts with her hands and wrapped them around my dick, her soft skin warm and slick with sweat. The sensation of her chest surrounding my length sent a surge of heat through me. The sight of my reddened tip peeking out from between her cleavage was almost too much—it had seemed like a dangerous weapon before, but now, nestled there, it looked almost… cute.
Thump.
