Give him a tit job

You opened your mouth. You circled his shaft with your lips. You moved your head so that you took in most of his cock and then let most of it out. You paused and then did it again. After a second pause, you repeated it a third time. You pulled back so that it was completely out of your mouth and then sighed. After a minute, you started working it again,

While Pete was enjoying your work, you were feeling unsatisfied. A blow job was not going to do anything to relieve you of your horniness. You needed to think of something else. The only thing you could think of was the way your hand was working your breast. And how good it felt. Perhaps, that was the answer.

You continued to slide your lips up and down his shaft as you worked first one arm then the other out of your top. You stopped sucking just long enough so that you can pull it over your head to remove it. Pete grabs it before you can drop it to the floor. He sets it on the bar. Guessing your intent, Pete unhooked the back of your bra. The right side fell away. You pulled your right arm out of it as it fell. Both breasts swung freely as they were released.

You shifted so Pete could slide it off your left arm. He laid it on the bar along with your top. You raised up so that your chest was even with his crotch. You thrust your chest forward. Grabbing a breast in each hand, you wrapped your twin mounds around his man meat. Like with your lips, you moved your flesh up and down Pete’s shaft. Your fingers shifted to the hard red knobs atop each tit as Pete’s hands circled your breasts and slid them up and down his cock.

You had to admit, Pete knew what he was doing. It felt good. You felt your heart race. It raced even more as he increased the speed and range of his movement.

Suddenly Pete squeezed your tits tightly together. You looked down and gasped. Pete thrust his hips hard. The tip of his dick poked out of your tits. Gobs of white spunk shot from the slit. They splattered against your face. While some of it stuck, much fell down to the tender mounds surrounding his cock. Soon both face and tits were covered with jizz.

“Thanks!” you murmured as Pete handed you a bar rag. After cleaning his dick, you wiped your face and then your breasts. The dampness of the rag and cool breeze made you keenly aware of your bare breasts. You reached up to grab your clothes. You hoped that you could dress without having to let the others in the bar see your tits in all their glory.

“Looking for these?!” a voice called out. You looked up to see an arm reaching over the bar. Your bra and top were dangling from the hand attached to the arm. Before you could react, the arm and clothing disappeared. Despite the fact you were half naked, that your boobs were hanging out for all to see, you popped to your feet and looked out from behind the bar. You quickly find your clothes being held just out of your reach.