“Ah…that feels good…” She says, her tears ceasing. She lowers both hands, allowing you to replace the space with your own. Gently, you massage the expanse of skin, your fingers sinking in with the slightest pressure. She takes a sharp intake of breath as you gently rub your thumbs over her nipples. They’re already hard, and after you push them upward, they flick back to their original position rapidly. You remark on the spectacular shape of her breasts, the cuteness of her responsive nipples, and upon receiving a shy smile, even venture to declare your pleasure with their new size. She laughs softly, interrupted by a joyous gasp as you pinch one nipple harshly.
You bend down and press your face into her boobs, dipping your tongue into the tight space between them. Her soft, yielding breasts press into the divots of your face, your chin buried deeply in her cleavage. Her breath harshens, and you lift one heavy tit to your mouth, spreading your lips to encompass her areolas. With your tongue washing over the area, you feel the silky softness of her boob encompassing the pert, hard shape of her nipples. It tastes sweet, like a milder version of her natural odor. She grinds your thigh into her humid pussy as you apply gentle pressure with your teeth, still fiddling idly with the other breast.
“I…I’m gonna—I’m gonna pee…” She whimpers, pressing her torso desperately into your face. “It feels sooooo goooood…” You suck rapidly, savoring the taste of her flesh, marveling at the growth of what had only a year ago been a sticky little kid. Roughly kissing her tit, biting and slurping with lessening awareness, you sense her spine push toward you.
