Fuck those tits!

"I want to get between those lovely tits of yours," you tell her.

"Just what I was hoping for," Ellen says to your with a leer. She pulls a packet of something from her jeans pocket and tears it open, squeezing some sort of oil between her breasts. "Come get that big cock nice and cosy, John. Make yourself at home." Ellen kneels down, her breasts dangling momentarily.

You don't need to be told twice. You bring your cock towards her chest, and easily slip it between her breasts with a pleasant squeezing sensation. She gives you a hungry smile as she rubs her chest against your cock, it bobbing up and down in her cleavage. You start to thrust, and Ellen's face beams with approval and appreciation.

It isn't very long before you're pushed over the edge, and start jetting cum up the valley of her chest, against the bottom of her chin and over her breasts. Ellen smiles like she beat you at a game of Carcassonne.

"Mmmm! Nice. I love your warm cum on my chest. This will keep the boys thinking for the rest of the night," she purrs warmly. "I just wish it would stay warm and wet all night."

Why not? With a thought, it is so. "It will be, actually," you say to her, panting slightly.

She looks up at you in surprise? "Really? Cool! Now don't forget tiger, at the stroke of, let's say 1am, I'll do what you want me to. Don't tire yourself out now!" With that, she saunters out the room with a sway of her hips.