At the feel of her heels on his thighs, he settled in ever more between her legs. His hard, wanting cock was already instinctively seeking out her core, separated from it only by a thin layer of fabric. The pinch had him gasping and caused him to lose contact with her delicious breast.
At her request, he acquiesced. His lips made love to her breast as his far hand moved to pay attention to the other one, which was no doubt quite lonely and in need of company. His fingers cupped and squeezed in turns, going from gentle to almost rough and back again, with the occasional pinch or rolling of her nipple under his thumb. His hips thrust into her roll and he shivered when he heard her moan. Oh, he loved the sound of it on her lips. His hips kept moving as he lavished attention on her breasts, mimicking exactly what he wanted to be doing to her gorgeous body.