Ashley strips

“Take off that top.” You hear yourself say, far faster than you would have liked.
Flashing a grin which might be either one of amusement or of smugness over your eagerness to see her breasts, something which she has probably come across many times before, Ashley keeps her hand on your cock.
“But that would mean letting go off this.” She teases you, delicately tightening her grip on your cock, an act which forces you to gasp softly.

Now retreating her hand from your pants, Ashley goes on to bend her arms inwards and tug her snug t-shirt up over her head, carrying on real slow so as to tease you further by baring her tanned skin to you millimetre by millimetre, and all the while maintaining her sly smile.

Finally, her breasts come completely free off their confinement, and you can see that they hold only the faintest hint of sagging while she pulls the t-shirt over her head more rapidly, shaking her hair while you gawk at her thick nipples and their large areolas.

“These next?” Ashley asks you with a smile, nodding at her shorts, into the waistband of which she slipped her thumbs and are now using them to tug the garment outwards.
With one hand on your cock, although you dare not actually stroke it from fear that you’ll get carried away and end this encounter on an embarrassing note, you fervently nod your head in reply to Ashley’s question, the huge-boobed blonde indulging you by using one hand to pull down the zipper while the other still roams around under the waistband.

Again Ashley is slow in showing you skin, maintaining her eyes on you as she inches the shorts down her thighs, baring the tangled curls of her pubic hair to but still not having moved the garment down far enough for her pussy to be visible.
Feverishly tugging you shirt over your head in order to not miss too much of Ashley’s improvised strip show, you gawk as her labia finally becomes exposed, and note that her pussy looks both a bit puffy and moist.

Getting up on your feet you rapidly remove the rest of your clothing so that the two of you are soon naked and standing a few feet away from one another.
Knowing that at this point you’d cum real fast if you were to stick your cock into Ashley’s tight-looking slit, you take a step towards her and drops onto your knees, to which she responds by shifting her stance so that her feet are further apart.

Now it’s Ashley’s turn to let out a soft groan as you stick your face into her crotch, your nostrils filling with the musky scent of her arousal as you begin running your tongue over her sex, lapping at it with wanton abandon.

Once the eager flashes of your tongue has turned Ashley sopping wet, you resume an upright position, your similarity in height meaning that her eyes are only a few inches above hers.
To your delighted surprise, Ashley leans in close, meaning that your cock is pressed against her firm stomach and her breasts against your chest, and kisses you on the mouth, despite your lips still being coated with her wetness.

Seconds later, you let out a gasp that’s short and hard as Ashley grabs your member and guides it into her quim, the snug walls of her sex pressing tight against your sensitive cockhead.
Ashley is by now hanging in the air, her legs wrapped around your waist as your cock is swallowed up by her hole, and from fear of dropping her you stagger over to the wall, pinning her between you and it as you begin to fuck her with slow, hard thrusts.
Thrusting back against you, Ashley is moaning in rhythm with the increasing pace of your collective movements, her heaving bosom rubbing against you chest once more.

It’s she who cums first, her nails raking the skin on your back while her teeth dig into your right shoulder, her body twitching against yours, and you feel as if you’re not far behind.
Not wanting to get the beautiful blonde pregnant, you pull out of her just in time to shot your sticky load all over her pussy and pelvis.