Another serving of oil, and Loona's hands slithered onto the handsome security guard's chest, swirling through his thick chest hair.
She started with his pecs, her fingers teasing his nipples in slow circles before migrating down to his abdomen. She made long, patient strokes all the way down his stomach, her fingertips stopping right as they reached his dark pubic hair.
I inhaled sharply, watching just how close she was teasing him, watching his cock twitch with every near-miss. Would she finally grasp it, stroke it, and bring him to an explosive orgasm right before my eyes? I began drooling with anticipation.
She reached down further than before, framing her hands on either side of his shaft. Then, she lowered her upper body until those massive breasts rested comfortably right over his face, about to completely smother him. If her tits were telescopes, he'd be staring straight at Mars.
