"You shouldn't, Jim," she whispered.

His hand moved inside the top of her gown and his hand cupped her rounded tit. His fingers moved across her nipple and made her tremble. She knew exactly what he was doing as he started to lift one of her creamy tits out of her gown. She looked down at herself as the gown fell away. Her creamy tit was poking out and she could see his hard brown fingers caressing her titty-flesh.

"We shouldn't be doing this," she moaned.

"I'm sorry, baby," Jim said. "I'm so damn hot. I've just got to play with them a little."

He was playing with her titty a lot. His fingers kept brushing back and forth along her burning titty-flesh and his fingers seemed to be causing desire to flow down in her belly.

She put her hand over his. She wanted to pull his hand away but somehow she couldn't. She found herself pressing his hand tighter against her titty.

He was kissing her again and this time she started moving her tongue frantically against his. Something in the back of her head kept telling her that she was about to lose control but she ignored the warning. She had never been on such dangerous ground before.

His hand moved over to her other titty. Somehow he was working her gown down to her waist. Now she really was in trouble. There was no way she could cover up in time if someone came along, and yet she still couldn't stop him.

"Oh, please don't do this," she said.

She had known that Jim would ignore her. He had not gone this far with her before and he wasn't about to stop now.

"You're so fucking beautiful," Jim groaned. "Your tits are so fucking beautiful. I can't get enough of you."

She knew she should somehow stop him but she couldn't. She had one hand on his head as he moved down her form. His lips touched above one titty and she knew what was going to happen as she felt his hot breath blowing against her tits.