“Does it matter?”<br/>Zach would have responded, but Nicoles sexy persona had already taken hold of his attention as she crawled to him slowly her hair framing her face and the top of her breasts visible as the camisole hung down revealing the blue bra underneath as well. He stared speechless but with lust rich in his eyes.<br/><br/>“I’m not here to like anything other than this.”<br/><br/>As her fingers skillfully worked at the tip of his cock he rolled his head back sighing. Using his arms he pulled himself further onto the unmade bed and leaned back facing Nicole. His gaze met her blue, alluring eyes that seemed to silently describe all the guilty pleasures she was capable of preforming, most of which he was looking forward more than ever to discovering now.<br/><br/>Not saying anything his hands moved up her arms feeling her soft toned skin. He hadn't been with a woman whose body was so perfect that every aspect of it seemed molded by a master artist, a perfect symphony of feminine features that came together in a grand splendor.  Continuing with just his fingertips he moved to her breasts running small circles on the flesh. He took a deep breath in his awe and his hands flattened to cup her breasts.<br/><br/>The silk felt good in his hands, but not nearly as good as the supple flesh of her breasts underneath. He massaged them slowly his thumb and forefinger rubbing at the area her nipple would be. Meanwhile at his waist his cock twitched under the feel of her hands and made itself fully visible from the cloth as it stood erect. Tingling pleasure worked through his member as perfectly manicured nails toyed with the tip and his hear began to race.<br/><br/>A horse whisper came from his mouth in the midst of his fondling, though he wasn't sure if he was telling Nicole or himself.<br/>I'm a very, very, lucky man.