What Happens Next?
Peter fucks Sue's breasts
She shouldn't, but she couldn't help but look towards Peter's crotch. The way he was sucking her nipples and groping her so roughly should've been evidence enough that he was enjoying himself, but she had to know for sure... and seeing his boner seemed like the best way.
She was relieved when he saw a tent in his pants... and yet, she was now even more embarrassed than before. His dick looked way too big! Like it was about to rip out of his pants... all because of her. She could feel herself getting wetter as she thought about it.
She then pushed Peter away in a panic. "S-Sorry..." She then took a few deep breaths. She almost came. Just from him playing with her breasts and nipples. Sue realized it almost too soon. When she looked at Peter's face though, she instantly regretted pushing him. He was feeling the same thing as her: guilt and regret... and while she could live with herself feeling that way. She refused to let Peter feel guilty. After all, she was meant to be cheering him up.
"I-I should go..." Peter said.
"No! I-... I-I almost came... and got embarrassed...T-That's why I pushed you away... I-I'm not done cheering you up yet." She refused to look Peter in the eyes as she talked, she was way too embarrassed for that. Instead, she looked at his boner and hesitated before pulling his pants down, then his underwear. He was as hard as a rock and already leaking pre-cum...
"D-Does it hurt?" She asked.
For a few seconds, he said nothing. She wasn't sure if he nodded or shook his head and she just didn't notice or what. Eventually, he said, "A-A bit..."
"S-Stand up then..."
He hesitated before doing what he told. He then let out a moan as he felt Sue wrap her breasts around his dick, using them to squeeze it. "We...W-We can't um... have sex but you can fuck my breasts, Peter..."
She felt like a slut saying it. She was even starting to wonder if she was really doing this to help Peter. Sue definitely wanted him to feel better, but she kept going further and further... it felt like too much to just help one person... but Peter was special to her. Maybe there really was no other reason than just her wanting to help.
Soon, she felt it as he started thrusting back and forth, using her breasts as a toy.
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