Cooper hoped this wasn't too uncomfortable for her, but damned if he was going to release Sarah's breast, let her turn or not. Her frame was small enough that he could still - just - reach without popping his shoulder, but there was only so far he could stretch without starting to pull the poor girl's boob to one side...<br/><br/>Suddenly his range of motion was the last thing on his mind. Coop gave a low growl of delight as Sarah's hand found its way under his skivvies and her hips canted and tipped in response to his own exploration. His cheeks tensed and his pelvis bucked against the curve of her hip. If he could just reach ... no, not without shredding her panties, and dollars to donuts a model's underwear cost more than a head gasket job. Nothing for it but to slip his fingers free and go back over the top.<br/><br/>But first - Cooper brought his damp fingers to his lips and slowly, theatrically, sucked them clean of the sheen of Sarah's musk. Then back down, to ease past the waistband of her panties, and farther down, until two fingers could glide along her slick lips, her bud nestled between them.