Yes.

"I'll be honest," you tell her, reaching down to grab her slight breast. "These aren't doing it for me," you say. Jess's face seems shocked, but her hand finds your chest and you feel her hips buck forcefully. Jess's eyes wander to your hand, and you're amazed to feel a slow languid roll of her hips begin following your words. You understand the encouragement and fight the grin coming to your face. You thrust gently as you seek the right words, gently slapping her tit with enough force to make it jiggle slightly. "I'm glad I'm going to get to see a real pair of tits today. And I'm glad you'll finally get to understand what I've been missing when you play with them." Jess's tongue runs around her lips, and you search her face for any sign you've gone too far. It's not the first time you've played this game, and you think you know what she's aiming for.

Jess sighs as she looks down at your hand on her breast again. You were unware that your speed and force had increased as Jess responds, but now you can see her enjoying the increased tempo while your hand pins her tit to her body, even as the other one quivers. Jess moans again as she feels you shift, trying to work your hips to push deeper into her. When you release her breast your mind kicks back into gear and you push Jess a bit more. "Why do you think I spend so much time with them? Trying to make up for quality with quantity." Jess's eyes flash open but she's not looking at you, and you are once again amazed that it's turning her on. She worked hard to get you to this point, ensuring you that she loved it, that she found it hot (sometimes), and as you feel her pussy begin pumping around you again, you're surprised (though happy) at how much she seems to love it in the moment. As you both feel yourselves getting more and more turned on, you start feeling a bit braver. You gently slap Jess's tit, almost a push, and she moans.

"Oh, baby," she responds. "Sorry my tits aren't good enough. Maybe if I fucked you better?" She begins fucking you harder, her energy now focused into the space between you both as she gyrates and moves her hips. "Will my tits be good enough if I can fuck you better than Anna? Or will you want to suck on those perfect boobs while you use my tight body?" Jess's face is wearing a pout, but her eyes are bearing into you. She is laser focused on you and you can't help but return the favor. The image of the busty waitress flopping her tit into your mouth while Jess rides you is going to be burned into your brain forever, you realize. As you lock eyes with Jess, she sighs and her hands go slack against the wall. Her orgasm is long and drawn out, and she grins as she lets it wash over her. You don't know how you lasted this long, but you continue to gently thrust as she cums.

When she finishes, Jess's eyes catch yours almost shyly. "Not too much?" she asks, meeting your thrusts less fervently. You shake your head. "Okay. I know it's not always your thing," she says. "Thank you," she adds, even as she begins rolling her hips. "Can I tell you my last naughty idea?" she asks.