Using her titties*

Leah folds her tits around my spit-slick dick and starts wanking me with them. She squeezes them tight against my rod; her supple pillows make a soft, warm pocket.

“Your pretty titties look amazing wrapped around my cock, minx,” I tell her. “They look like they were made to have a dick between them. It’s fucking hot seeing my cockhead poking out like that.”

“I love how your big man-muscle feels between my babies,” Leah purrs. “I love how hard and thick it is . . . I love squeezing it with my girls and feeling it pulse and throb and twitch . . .”

“Show me how much your titties love that cock,” I growl. “Fuck it like a wanton little slut who can’t get enough of it.”

Leah squeezes me harder with her boobs and wriggles in front of me. “I love a man who loves my girls,” she moans. “And they love worshiping this big fat cock . . .”

“I love them, alright,” I groan. “Keep this up and it won’t be long before you find out how much.”

“Ooooooh, maybe I should try for a pearl necklace . . .” Leah responds with a mischievous smirk. I groan louder.

“. . . but I won’t,” she finishes. Leah rocks back and splays herself out on the couch. “My tits are just the appetizer, not the main course; I want that cock inside me now. Just tell me how you want this little pussy.”