Yewbough's breath caught in his throat, unable to utter a word as his eyes drank in the sight of Shay's bust as she revealed it, little by little, oh so painfully slowly. It was just as well that she pulled his pants down and his member free when she did, as they might well have burst at the seams from the strain had she delayed by even a few more seconds.<br/><br/>His size would have been impressive even in proportion to a man a full foot taller than he was. "I don't get many chances to play it," he said, suddenly finding his voice again, "in a duet with such a beautiful partner." Words gave way to a quiet pleasured groan as she began squeezing and working the shaft between her orbs. Beads of precum dribbled from his swelling red crown, lubricating her valley. He curiously reached down for her piercings, taking each between thumb and forefinger, and tugged on them experimentally, stretching and lifting her beasts by the silver rings.<br/><br/>The softness of her bosom, the way she looked deep into his eyes, his relative inexperience; all ensured that he would not be able to last long. His member throbbed at its full size and a small continuous trickle of clear fluid was leaking from the tip. "Can I... can I finish in your mouth?" he asked hoarsely, doing his best to hold back in these final moments.