"Can I touch them?"

I ask Millie.

"Go ahead." Millie replies.

I reach my hands forward and put them on her tits. They feel amazingly nice, even though her sports bra is between my hands and her tits.

I start squeezing them more intensively, completely mesmerised, and Millie sits there with a small smile on her lips. She is enjoying the attention I am giving to her tits.

"Take your bra off." I whisper.

Millie shakes her head, and says in a very clear voice:

"Take your cock out."

I take my hands off her tits, unbuckle my belt, stand up from my chair, then slide my pants and underwear down, and my cock, which is rock hard, springs free.

Millie looks at my cock appreciatively and says:

"Matt, you have a beautiful cock, some day you will make some woman very happy."

"Glad you like it." I reply, and move forward a bit, putting it closer to Millie's face.

Millie runs a finger along my cock, looks at it in amazement, then says:

"You are so hard." She uses her finger to stroke it up and down a bit, then says:

"We should do something with it. It being so hard."