You wish you were somebody else right about then

You pause your movements a little, slowing down despite Zoe being unable to help herself as she ran her hands along you, lifting her breasts up to your face as the video dictated she do.

"I need a change of pace or something. God, my life keeps getting in the way... I definitely don't want to be 'Emmybean' right now."

"Well," Zoe responds. "I have the perfect solution for just that." She opens up her body, and the phone tumbles out, before the bodysuit spins around, wrapping around your body again. The warmth of this full-body embrace felt far more pleasant this time around, probably because just like Zoe had said, it's far better with less clothes. Only your bra and panties had remained.

And as you looked down, you were once again met with Zoe's body under your full control. You quickly glanced at your hands, down at your sweat-covered breasts, your hips and shaved mound. Gone were the sexy movements as the phone had left her form, but with you inside her body, her entire arsenal of sexy moves and body parts were at your full disposal, for whatever you wished to do.

You took a deep breath, and placed your hands upon Zoe's large breasts, rubbing them a little. You were surprised by the sensitivity you could detect from them, feeling their weight, but also a pang of pleasure when you teased her nipples, or gripped the breast flesh roughly. You rubbed your thighs together, slippery from sweat and heat, as you closed your eyes. "Ah... thank you Zoe," you said in her voice.

Zoe speaks to you again from your ear, as she has no control whatsoever when worn and therefore can't use her mouth to respond. "Honestly, this is what I hoped we'd get to. I want to show you my true potential, and that's being on top of your body. I can make you look however you want, and I can make you feel oh so incredible... and when you feel great, then I feel great. Now... you might want to try a little lower..."