He's pretty excited

Matt felt his eyes wanting to pop from their sockets as Tanya slowly stalked toward the bed. She looked incredible, of course, with just the hint of tan lines around her pussy... even her ass was bronzed as were her tits. To him, she looked like she was part feline, every movement deliberate, dangerous, and determined.

"You know we're taking a step we won't be able to go back from." She made it a statement rather than a question. They were doing this, damn the consequences but there would be consequences.

"We'll deal with it," he said.

"You're a funny guy. You've got a dozen girls panting after you but you make each of us feel like we're special."

"You are special."

"Am I? Or am I just another pussy waiting to be filled by your cock?" Without waiting for him to answer the question, she sat down on his cock, ramming it into her pussy.

"Fuck."

"That was sort of the point."

"Yeah, but--" He hadn't been ready. He'd counted on having a few seconds of warning, time to get his mind thinking of baseball statistics or Dr. Dyle or what to do about Jordan wanting to kill him. Instead, he went directly from being overstimulated by Tanya's sexy approach to being doubly overstimulated by her hot body plunging itself onto his cock.

"Don't you dare cum." She reached back and grabbed his balls. "I heard this is supposed to stop a guy from cumming."

"Yeah, massaging my balls is a huge turnoff."

"Sarcasm?"

"Uh-huh."

"Well, massaging my boobs is a huge turnoff, too. Why don't you do that?"

He didn't bother to ask if she was being sarcastic. Her tits weren't as big as Ms. Chadra's but they were a nice size... probably C cups and they stood straight out from her body in a way he suspected they wouldn't in a few years. He reached for them, stroked them gently, then weighed each of them in one hand.

"I don't have to tell you you're beautiful but you are."

"Yeah, yeah."

"Seriously." He pulled her forward, bringing one of her breasts to his mouth, and kissed it, then licked circles around the tip before gently sucking the tip into his mouth.

"Shit, that feels good."

"You feel good, too."

The chit-chat might not have been the most romantic but it had given him the moment he needed to compose himself and the tremendous urge to simply squirt into her hot pussy faded.

He raised his hips under her, driving himself deeper.

"Oh, you're ready for more, now."

"I think I'm ready for everything you have to give me."

"Let's see, then." She sat upright and started humping.

After a couple of minutes, he pressed his finger to her clit, adding that little bit of extra friction that might, he hoped, bring her to orgasm before he finally lost control... because he was going to lose control no matter how many baseball statistics he came up with.