"Definitely" (but different)

"Definitely," I answered.

Tracy smiled, pleased with the decision.

"Well then, you know what you have to do. Fair is fair."

She hopped off my lap and knelt between my legs, watching intently as I unclasped my belt and slid my slacks down to the floor. Her eyes grew wide with desire at the sight of my erection, straining painfully against my underwear. An obvious spot of precum darkened the material.

"Maybe I should leave these on," I laughed. "No telling what will happen if I don't."

In response, Tracy scooped up her huge, heavy breasts and let them drop onto my lap, slapping against my cock.

"Or, I could just take them off," I said.

"Damn right, you can."

I hurried yanked down my underwear and Tracy groaned appreciatively.

"Very nice. Now I know what I've been missing all these years."

She stood up and repaid me by yanking loose the knot on her bottoms—

"Oh my god, Tracy."

Her pink, glistening twat was completely clean-shaven. The aroma of her sex filled the air.

"Do you want me to touch myself?"

I didn't even know what to say. Words caught in my throat. I nodded vigorously.

"Well, you know the rules."

"OK," I answered. " fair is fair."

I took hold of my own cock and started stroking it, feeling Tracy's eyes fixated on my member as I did so.

"That's it, Shane," she whispered. Tracy lay down on the couch, propping herself up on one elbow. "Tell me what you want to do to me."

"What?" I asked, though I heard her loud and clear.

"If you could do anything to me right now," Tracy answered. "What would you do?"

Her hand slowly traveled down her stomach, pausing for a moment on her belly button ring before slipping between her legs. She hissed with pleasure.

"Tell me what you'd do to me, Shane."