Can I put these in your face and ride you?

You can't take your eyes off those big tits, full and heavy, pressing forward like an answered prayer.

You feel the weight of anticipation settle low in your stomach as you imagine them dropping closer, filling your vision completely, blocking out everything else in the room.

You grip the sheets beneath you, breath shortening, as that warm body lowers onto yours — you feel thighs tightening around your hips, a slow grind beginning, and above you that gorgeous chest sways with every deliberate movement, close enough that you could taste skin if you just lifted your head an inch.