How could he refuse such a polite request

Suddenly the hand on her ass isn’t so gentle, instead it starts to really squeeze and feel the soft round globe of her cheek.

“Fuck, she has a good ass” although Felicity isn’t sure who it is he is telling this to. “Can’t believe you’re letting me do this” but again she isn’t sure if he is referring to herself or to him, as he sits there causally eating pizza whilst watching her getting groped.

The rough hand explores from one side of her ass to the other, giving both cheeks attention, both getting firmly squeezed in his big hand. As he lets his hand move again between cheeks, Felicity gasps out as she feels a finger run down the valley between her cheeks, pausing momentarily as it passes over her tight little hole there. She looks over to him as he watches, as if to see if he has noticed, if he approves of this latest development.

Emboldened, Mike suddenly puts both hands on her ass, feeling up both cheeks, lifting them squeezing them, pulling them apart, and Felicity wonders if he is doing the latter to get a nicer look between them, after all, he did say he was an ass man. As he pulls her cheeks apart, she again feels a finger press between them, and this time it presses just that little firmer against her rear entrance.

“Fuck yeah, I could so blow a load over this” he moans from behind her, and as he says it, Felicity has a feeling that if he really means it, he may well get the chance to do so soon.