As Mike’s rough hands cup and grope her breasts, Felicity can’t help but moan softly as the pleasure of it ripples through her body. She can’t look at him though, somehow too embarrassed to make eye contact with the man who is groping her with a big grin on his face.
Instead her eyes are on the sofa, watching him, as he relaxes back, pizza box on his lap, casually biting into another slice before he looks her way again. As he catches her looking back at him, he smiles, waving a slice of pizza in her direction.
“This is really good, you made a great choice Flis” he tells her as if food was the main thing happening in this room right now, and not a naked girl getting felt up by a stranger. “Don’t take all night Mike, we don’t want the pizza to go cold.”
“I could so cum all over these tits mane” Mike moans as he glances towards the sofa, his hands not moving from her breasts.
“Well, we haven’t got all night, Flis there is probably eager to try this pizza, and I’m sure you’ve got to get back to work, so if you want to cum, you better stop messing around and get on with it.” He says the words as if the suggestion is perfectly normal, and it seems to take Mike a moment to register what he is actually suggesting.
“Fuck man, you mean I can cum on her tits?” he finally asks as the words sink into his head.
“Well, is that what you want? She is very accommodating, I’m sure she’d love to have those firm young breasts covered.” All Felicity can do is stand and listen as the two men discuss her as if she had no say in what might be about to happen, her mind already trying to decide how best she could make it happen if she were asked to do so.
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