He played with her tits.

Jerry grinned from ear to ear while he fondled Valerie's enormous breasts. He had gone to a strip club once with Kevin and none of the strippers had breasts as big nor magnificently perfectly shaped as hers. He cupped them, squeezed them, and lifted them while unable to take his eyes off of her erect nipples and half dollar coin-size areolas.

"Do you want to suck my tits?" Val asked with a smirk.

Jerry almost drooled at the offer. It would be a waste of his fantasy come true if he said no. "Yes, please."

Val shifted her body so that her smartphone camera, which she had subtly placed on Jerry's desk while he was grabbing a t-shirt for her, would have an unobstructed shot of him sucking on her tits. She was impressed that he didn't just open his mouth and stuff it with her nipple but instead he held one breast up and peppered it with soft kisses. She cupped her other breast and offered it to him.

When Val let out a soft moan after he twirled his tongue around her right nipple, Jerry knew he was doing a good job and thought all of the softcore porn movies he watched helped with his lack of experience. He decided to finally do the deed he had fantasized about for the past few weeks -- he wrapped his lips around her areola and latched on, getting a big mouthful of breast. Val stroked his hair as he suckled like a hungry newborn.

"Okay, hon, it's my turn," Val whispered, cupping his jaw.

Jerry popped her nipple from his mouth and stared at her slack-jawed. "You want to suck my nipples?"

"No, silly," she giggled before kneeling in front of him.