Her tits.

Jason really couldn’t believe that this was really happening. At any moment now, I’m going to wake up and realize I was struck by lightning or something, he thought to himself. But he didn’t want to wake up if this was the dream he was going to have.

“Is this really happening?” asked Jason, so dumbfounded that he would pull away from Michelle Isaac’s luscious lips.

“Does this not feel real enough for you?” she answered, rubbing his stiff and kissing him again. It was the greatest thing he’d ever felt in his entire life. He felt like he’d wasted his entire youth masturbating…and Michelle hadn’t even taken off her thong yet! And now that he was finally getting one hell of a first experience, he had to make the most of it. He had to use his hands.

Michelle was surprised at her new lover’s initiative, gasping upon feeling the warmth of his hands on her breasts. He kneaded them gently before pressing his fingers upon her erect nipples, letting them go and watching them bounce back into the air to his amusement.

“You must have a girlfriend,” Michelle sighed, seemingly enjoying the attention.

“I don’t. Why do you say that?” Jason inquired, now pressing and moving Michelle’s hardened nibs in slow circles. She moaned as softly as he caressed the tiny pink flesh.

“Because you seem like you’ve done this before!” she declared, softly squeezing his cock in kind.

“Ooh, ahh,” Jason sighed at the gorgeous woman’s pull, “No, I just watch a lot of movies, I guess.”

“Really?” Michelle muttered coyly. She took a step back and tugged his penis along with her, leading him slowly towards his bed. “Why don’t you show me what they do in the movies?”