Her massive tits swayed heavier with the motion, lace bra straining, nipples hard and dark through the sheer fabric.

Every time she bobbed, they bounced, brushing my thigh, the soft weight of them driving me insane. I reached down with my free hand, grabbing one roughly—squeezing hard, thumb flicking the nipple through the lace until it poked out stiff and begging.

She moaned around me—deep, vibrating straight through my cock—and the sound was filthy, muffled, desperate. Her rhythm turned hungrier, head moving faster, lips tight and wet, tongue swirling sloppily at the head before plunging down again.

She gagged once more, louder this time, but pushed through it, taking me deeper than before, throat fluttering around the tip.

"That's it," I rasped, voice low and rough. "Choke on it a little. Feels so fucking good when you do."

Her eyes flicked up—glassy, needy—and she did it on purpose this time, forcing herself down until her nose brushed my stomach, throat convulsing around me. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes, but she held it, humming low, the vibration making my hips buck up into her mouth.

I pulled her off slow, a thick string of spit connecting her swollen lips to me. She gasped for air, chest heaving, tits rising and falling fast under the lace.

"You okay?" I asked, thumb wiping the mess from her chin, smearing it across her bottom lip.

She nodded fast, voice hoarse. "Yeah... want more. Want you to feel good."

"Greedy girl," I murmured, guiding her back down. "Then suck it messy. Let me hear it."

She dove in like she was starving—lips loose and wet, sucking loud and sloppy, saliva everywhere. Her hand pumped the base hard now, twisting, while her mouth worked the head, tongue lashing the slit, lapping up every drop like she couldn't get enough of the taste.

I watched her, the way her body tensed beside me with every deep slide of her mouth, her lace bra straining as her chest pressed warm and heavy against my thigh—those massive tits soft and full, shifting with each bob of her head, the lace brushing my skin.

"Fuck my mouth," she mumbled around me, barely coherent, eyes locked on mine—pleading, hazy with need.

I didn't need more invitation. My hand went back to her hair, gripping firmer, guiding her faster—deeper—fucking her mouth in short, controlled thrusts while she stayed leaned over beside me. She took it greedily, gagging softly on the deeper strokes, spit running down her chin, dripping onto my thigh and soaking into my jeans.

The sight—her chest pressed tight against my leg, heaving with each breath and movement, lace darkened from her own saliva, her throat working me, tears streaking her cheeks from the effort but eyes burning with raw want—pushed me right to the edge.

"Aria—I'm gonna come," I warned, voice tight. "Pull off if—"

She didn't. Just sucked harder, hand pumping fast at the base, throat opening wider for me.

I lost it.

Came hard down her throat—thick pulses she swallowed greedily, moaning like it was exactly what she'd been craving. Some spilled past her lips anyway, dripping down her chin onto her chest, streaking the lace and running over the soft curve pressed to my thigh.

When I finally eased her off, she sat back gasping beside me, lips red and swollen, chin wet, the front of her bra darkened and clinging transparently to her skin, her tits still resting heavy against my leg. She looked wrecked—beautifully, perfectly wrecked—chest heaving, nipples hard and visible through the damp lace.

I pulled her up against my side, kissing her hard, tasting myself on her tongue.

"You," I murmured against her mouth, my hand sliding down to rest on her waist, pulling her closer, "are fucking dangerous."

She smiled—shy, satisfied, filthy—and nestled into me, breathing hard against my neck, her body warm and soft along mine.

The room smelled like sex now.

And we weren't even close to done.

I let the quiet stretch for a moment, just holding her, feeling the way her body trembled with aftershocks. But the heat in me was already building again—watching her like this, wrecked from sucking me off, lace soaked and clinging, those massive tits pressed against my side—it was too much to stay still.

"Come here," I said low, my hands moving to her hips. I guided her gently, pulling her over until she was straddling my lap, facing me.

Her thighs spread wide over mine, the plush softness of them sinking into my legs like warm pillows.

Those tight jeans hugged her curves even closer now, the denim stretched over her hips and ass as she settled, the seam pressing right between her legs.

She gasped softly at the shift, her hands coming up to grip my shoulders for balance. Her chest was right at my eye level—heavy, heaving under the damp lace bra, nipples still hard and dark through the sheer, wet fabric.

The weight of her tits pressed against me as she leaned in, the soaked lace cool and sticky against my shirt.

"Like this?" she whispered, voice shaky, her hips rocking just a fraction on instinct as she found her seat.

"Yeah," I rasped, hands squeezing her hips hard, fingers sinking into the soft flare there. Gods, her hips were wide, perfect for grabbing, the way the flesh yielded under my grip.

I pulled her closer, rocking her forward slow so her covered pussy brushed the bulge still straining in my open jeans. Even through the layers, I could feel the heat radiating from her, the way she was soaked.

She whimpered, nodding fast, her eyes wide and glassy. "Alex… I feel… so much."

I slid my hands lower, gripping the outer sides of her thighs—thick, plush, the kind of softness that made my fingers disappear into it.

I kneaded deep, feeling the give, the warmth, my cock twitching against her at the thought of those thighs wrapped around me later.

"So much here," I murmured against her ear, voice rough. "All this softness… and I bet you're still so tight underneath."

She shivered hard, her thighs clenching around my hips, pressing her chest closer. The lace scraped lightly against me, her nipples dragging through the damp fabric. "I… I am," she breathed, almost a confession. "Never… really done much. Please… be careful."

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