When she returned from below, Dukey's head was tilted back, and he was moaning. He looked at her, panting, and nodded. "Like it?" he huffed, "You're doing great. I love it." He kissed her passionately, and then said, "I don't think I can take much more of that. So be careful, unless you want something hot and sticky in your mouth!" He winked at her, and grabbed her boobs, and squeezed them lightly, palms over her nipples as he let the water move between his hands and her skin when he released them, and rolled her nipples between his thumbs and index fingers.<br/><br/>He closed his eyes again, and eagerly awaited her next move.