Start masturbating [Ending B1]

You reach down and pull on your stiff man-rod, pulling your foreskin clear of your bell-end expelling pre-cum down the head. It tingles with excitement, so you continue working your hand on it, pulling back and forth staring at her firm tits.

She purs as she stares at your cock with lust. Her hand slides right around her breast and begins to massage it, her free hand going to the other one and doing the same.

You watch as she fondles and squeezes her beautifully shaped tits, and tweaking her cone shaped nipples between her thumb and forefinger.

You start to pound away at your cock, your hand pistoning up and down your 8" lady-pleaser.

She licks her lips as she watches your hand pumping away. You'd give anything to have those lips close around your cock. Or just a quick fondle of her fun-bags.

She kneads her breasts, each time they instantly spring back to their original pert shape. She groans and her her right hand slides down to her crotch and she starts to tease her clit outside her lycra leggings.

There's not quite enough light to make out the contours of her labia as you crane to look. Her free breast wobbles firmly as she works away at her own body.

You find your free hand reaching up towards her free tit and grabbing hold of it and giving it a squeeze, it's malleable but firm. Suddenly, she slaps your hand and you quickly withdraw it.

"No touching! Remember?" She says pausing her self masturbation and tit fondling.

"Sorry, I couldn't resist," you say as you continue to pump your cock.

"Do it again and we stop, okay?"

"Okay, okay, please... continue."