Brenda wrapped her arms around his monstrous cock, struggling to even encircle it fully, and pressed her heavy breasts against it.
Her warm, soft flesh molded around the thick shaft, creating a plush, glistening valley for him to sink into.
Slowly, she began to move, sliding her breasts up and down along his length.
The sensation was decadent, her creamy skin gliding smoothly with the help of lingering slickness.
She squeezed her breasts tighter around him, her arms pressing inward to create more pressure, and moved her body in a steady, sensual rhythm.
Ross let out a hiss of pleasure, his head tipping back for a brief moment as he savored the feel of her smothering him with her incredible assets.
Brenda peeked up at him through her lashes, noting his reaction. It gave her a small spark of confidence.
If she could satisfy him like this — if she could bring him over the edge again without letting him enter her — maybe she could still win this battle.
