Cupping both breasts and squeezing, I suckled the nipple, first flattening my tongue for extra pressure, then flicking it between my teeth.
She sucked in a breath and pushed against me. That was a good sign, so I continued with more pressure, and squeezed her other breast between my fingers just until it would start to hurt. I glanced up; she was chewing her lower lip. I grinned, but before I could continue her arms closed around the back of my head and again she folded me into her cleavage, this time twisting my neck so my mouth stayed latched to her nipple. One of her legs hooked around mine, and her hips ground against my thigh. This was going to be easy.
With a pleased sigh, she loosed her grip and slid her hands to the top of my head. She pushed me down, away from her breasts, guiding my face down over her dress, past its short skirt, down to where her thighs opened for me. “Alright, baby – I’m ready for you to start. Get in there.”

