I reached up to her breasts and rolled them around in my palms and kneaded them gently, while at the same time moving down ward along her stomach, gradually working toward her navel. I must have been getting more excited: after not many minutes I became aware that my own breathing was becoming shaky again, and that a certain part of myself was resting in the groove between her buttocks, moving up and down as I leaned forward and back, still massaging her back. I bowed my head again and opened my mouth, and started to suck gently on the side of her breast, flicking her soft, warm skin with my tongue. Inside her, I felt a contraction and then warm dampness leak out of her as she arched her back, her voice turning from a rapid tremolo to a rapidly ascending glissando, and pushed outward with the muscles inside her which, until now, had been squeezing me with such voracity. I felt intense heat on the underside of the tip of my penis – I didn’t
