He didn’t hesitate this time. His hands shot up, cupping my tits firmly, rough palms scraping over sensitive skin, thumbs rubbing slow, hard circles over my nipples until I moaned loud, legs spreading wider under him.

  “These tits are fucking incredible… so big and perky,” he confessed, voice dropping lower, dirtier. “I’ve stared at them before when you weren’t looking… wondered what they felt like… what they tasted like.”

  He leaned down and sucked one nipple into his hot, wet mouth, sucking hard, tongue swirling fast around the peak, flicking it back and forth while his other hand pinched and rolled the free nipple, tugging sharp enough to make it...