The moment their breasts pressed in from both sides of my shaft, my thoughts nearly dissolved on the spot. It wasn't just pressure—it was warmth, softness, and weight coming together all at once, wrapping around me like I was being swallowed by something impossibly gentle. I felt like my body was slowly melting from the inside out, nerves firing nonstop as sensation stacked upon sensation. Both of them were staring at me, watching my reaction closely as they moved, their chests gyrating slowly and deliberately against my cock, like they were savoring every second of it.
The feeling was dangerously close to being suffocated, pressed in from all directions, yet it was soft—too soft to resist. It wasn't overwhelming in a painful way, but in a way that made my mind go blank, like I could sink into it and disappear. Every movement they made caused another ripple of pleasure to surge through me, and I could already tell my body wasn't going to last long if this continued.
