Grabbing a pillow from the couch, she positions it beneath my head and then leans down and lightly kisses my forehead. On her hands and knees next to me, she whispers in my ear.

"I want you to be able to watch," she says. I run my hand over her pale ass cheeks as she slowly crawls towards my legs. Setting the bottle on the floor, she positions herself between my legs before running her fingers gently up and down the length of my cock.

"What's in the bottle?" I ask, reveling in her light touch.

"Flavored lubricant," she smiles. "We'll get to that in a minute." With one hand...