Now that she had obviously accepted his advances, she knew there was no turning back. His vocal encouragement did its job, and she worked his cock harder and faster with each stroke. He seemed genuinely pleased, and she loved watching the look of bliss on his face. When he pulled her close, she settled in against him and shivered at his whisper in her ear.<br/><br/>Obeying his directions, she loved seeing him react to her actions. There was nothing like a man reacting to pleasure that she brought them. She loved it. For some reason, every time he gave her a command, her stomach did a little flip and she turned even wetter. Nodding at his direction, she slid off the couch and then giggled when he squeezed and smacked her ass. She gave a little teasing wiggle before gratefully taking the cushion and kneeling between his legs.<br/><br/>When he said he wanted to see her breasts, she groaned into the kiss and arched her back to give him more of her chest. He undid all the buttons, and she was already breathing quite hard by the time he pushed her shirt off her shoulders. Left with only her lace bra, he soon took that off as well and then...didn't touch them. She almost was disappointed, but she forced herself to not react and instead blushed at his compliment.<br/><br/>Putting her hands back to work, she spit on his cock to add some lubrication and then grinned when he told her to fuck him with her tits. Raising herself slightly, she moved forward and spit once more on the rod before taking her breasts and tenderly placing them around his cock. She was able to just barely get them around, and then she squeezed them together...forming a sheath. With one more spit onto the head, she began working her body back and forth...up and down. Fucking his cock with her tits and watching his face.