The sight of titty fucking phone sex is enough to make my dick hard. I mean, who doesn’t love the idea of wrapping their hands around those plump orbs and feeling them jiggle as they bounce up and down? It’s like an instant turn-on for me. And when she leans in close, her cleavage practically spilling out from her top, it drives me wild with desire.
As we get more intimate—and by that I mean really fucking close—I can’t help but imagine myself pushing my cock against those massive tits while she moans in pleasure beneath me. The thought alone sends shivers down my spine and makes every muscle in my body tense up with anticipation. When we finally reach the point where our bodies are pressed tightly together, there’s no holding back anymore; I have to touch them!
With one swift move, I grasp both breasts firmly yet gently at first before giving each nipple a little pinch between thumb and forefinger which causes her to gasp audibly into the darkness surrounding us (or maybe it was just loud enough for only us
to hear). The softness against my rough palms sends shockwaves of pleasure through me as I start kneading them like warm dough, feeling their weight shift with each movement. My cock is now rock-hard and demanding attention—it wants nothing more than to be buried deep inside those pillowy mounds of flesh.
As we continue our dance (or should I say titty duck), she guides us both closer together until her stomach meets the tip of my erection at just the right angle…and then lower still so that only a thin layer separates us from complete contact between skin on skin. It’s exhilarating! Every time she moves up or down, it feels like heavenly torture as my cock rubs against her belly button before sliding back up again towards its ultimate destination: nestled snugly between those perfect globes that have captivated me since day one.