The feeling gets too much

Mr. Cleft's eyes are open wide and he can do nothing to look away as your nude young breasts are about to be unveiled to him. Inch by inch you raise a little bit more of your top as you fan your older married neighbour.

"Joy, please stop!" he begs as he is eventually able to regain some focus.

"What's the matter, Mr. Cleft?" you ask innocently. "Are you feeling better now?"

The thing that brought Mr. Cleft to his senses had been the sight of the bottom of your perfect, bare orbs. Even a slight glimpse of your naked flesh was too much for him.

"I?m feeling much better now. Thank you, Joy." lied Mr. Cleft in response. Judging by his still bright red face, you could see that he wasn't at all comfortable with his present situation. A fact you decide to exploit as only you could.

"I'm sooo glad your OK now, Mr. Cleft." you say sweetly as you lower yourself onto his lap, legs still spread either side of his. "Shall we get back to playing with your big tool?"

"Well, I think that you..." Mr. Cleft was **** to stop suddenly in mid-sentence. The reason for this was down to you slightly re-arranging of your position on Mr. Cleft's lap. Mr. Cleft's hard bulge was now nestled very snugly between your legs and was positioned perfectly pressing against your slit.

"Are you sure you're OK, Mr. Cleft?" you ask with false worry. "You've gone very red and stiff!"

"I'm fine, Joy." came the cracked reply, which would have done little to alleviate any concerns, if you really had any. "I was just saying that you... you... you've already tightened the... NUT! So i-i-it sh-should be okay."

Mr. Cleft's struggle with trying to ignore you sat on his hardened member weren't helped by the subtle, but noticeable, wiggling you were performing with your perfect rear. His severe swelling was trapped between your legs and pressed hard against your slit giving it nowhere to escape to. All he could was continue to try and talk while pretending that nothing was happening.

Unfortunately for him, the sensations you were causing were too much for the older man. His last little outburst of stumbled words coincided with a sudden wetness that both he and you could feel.