Melissa's point of view
I reached down, freeing his cock.. thick, veined, precum beading at the tip. "Lord, it was perfect. This f*****g c**k was glorious. I love it.
With so much excitement, I start to stroke him slow, feeling him twitch in my grip.
" I know you want this, babe, " I teased, rubbing the head against my slick folds.
"f**k, yes!" I loved the urgency in his voice. He thrust up, but I pulled back, standing to push my t**s together around his shaft. Breast f*****g was something I learned from Joan. She said back then that my breast was big enough to satisfy whomever I was f*****g with. It was something I'd fantasized about doing with my boyfriend but as always, he never satisfied me. We never actually did it because he couldn't even last for a full twenty minutes in bed
