Return the favour

You realize Lisa is already playing the game. She is testing you, bringing you to the edge of your orgasm. The combination of your own lust and the gauntlet she threw you feel a powerful desire to please her.

"Stoppen wir! Wir müssen zu den gleichen bedingungen weiter!" We have to even the score you tell her. You see she reluctantly stops the frenzied thrashing on your cock... but never fully releases you. She looks at you expectantly. You are lucky this wasn't in competition.

You reach over and caress her large breasts. You kiss her and then gently slide your hands underneath her t-shirt and begin to rub her large breasts, taking your time, rolling her nipples between your fingers. You spend long moments on one, then move to the other. "Mmm," you say. "Sie sind so schon und ferm. Sie fuhlen wunderbar in meine handen. Ich muss sie schmecken." It was way more of a statement than a request.

She closes her eyes and shivers at your words. "Okay," you hear her whisper softly. Your head disappears under the blanket and you take her right breast into your mouth. You roll your tongue around the nipple, then teasingly moved your mouth up to the area above the nipple, then below, then back to the nipple again. You move to the left one and give it a little nibble and feel it sends thrilling shockwaves all through her body.

You try to be a gentleman, if that makes any sense. You take your time to move your fingers downwards. You take a long time before you actually touch her. Her knees are wide apart and she is gushing.

Behind you, you hear heavy breathing, Amber is probably finishing what she started.