"Is this your way of trying to get me to use me knockers on ya?" she said with a tinge of a cockney accent.

I shrugged, "I'm just a guy telling stories...about titjobs...while you're holding my cock."

Naomi let out a sharp laugh. "Okay, mister 'titjob.' I'm game. I want to learn how to do it."

"There's really nothing to it. You just use your hands to push your breasts together and sandwich the cock between them."

"Like this?" She reached up and did exactly as instructed. The sight and sensation of my cock sandwiched between such perfect breasts was intoxicating. She moved up and down effortlessly, my cock already...