Merle was perfectly happy to keep his attention on her breasts. Actually, he was perfectly happy to spend the rest of his life keeping his attention on her breasts. Not that the rest of her didn't have...charms. Even the sound of his stubble against the smooth paleness of her neck was...just excellent.
He responded to her grasp, growing quickly in her palm. Merle painfully allowed one hand to leave her left tit so he could unbuckle his pants.