Besides, she liked to have her tits bare when she was working on a prick.

She wore no bra – she didn't even own one – and her bare tits swung free, saucy and pert, the nipples still stiff although she had already creamed.

He reached down with both hands, kneading her tits and whipping the edges of his thumbs back and forth against the perky nipples as she opened his fly.

Reaching in, she hauled his cock and balls out at the same time, in one meaty handful.

"Oooooooh!" she purred, impressed.

His cock was long and thick, and the cock-knob was shaped like a fat purple mushroom. His cum-bags were like juicy melons at the base of his big prick.

His cock-meat was making her drool. She gazed at it like a deprived child at a candy bar. She breathed in the gamy aroma of hot prick. Pre-cum was pouring from his parted piss-hole, greasing his cock-head.

She cupped his hairy balls and gently squeezed, feeling his heavy cum-load shift inside them.

Her hand slid up and onto his cock-shaft. She levered the hard cock-rod down and tapped the frothy snout against her nipples, then nudged it into her cleavage.

He humped up from the seat, fucking between her tits.

Dolly wriggled sinuously against him, her face turned down and her eyes crossing as she watched the head of his prick come squeezing out of her cleavage and skim on up her breastbone, laying a spunky trail in its wake. His cock-head slid up and nudged the hollow of her throat.

His balls rolled up her slim belly and bumped the lower slopes of her tits as he drove his prick up through her tit-tunnel.

Those cum-bags were so swollen with his jizz that they were damned near as big and round as the tits they were nudging against.

Dolly tilted her head to one side as she stared down. Her mouth opened, forming a facial fuck-hole, and she was just about to start sucking his cock.