Sharon gathered her tits in her hands, pressing them together around Tina's shaft. The soft flesh enveloped the cock completely, warm and pillowy.
She began to slide up and down, the head peeking out from the cleavage with each upward motion. Tina groaned, her hips twitching involuntarily.
Sharon spat between her breasts for lubrication, the saliva mixing with pre-cum to create a slick glide. She squeezed tighter, her nipples hardening as they brushed Tina's skin.
The titjob built rhythm, Sharon's movements steady and deliberate. She watched Tina's face, the way her eyes darkened with pleasure.
Leaning down, Sharon licked the tip each time it emerged, tongue flicking the slit to taste the fluid. Tina's hands gripped the sheets, knuckles white. "Fuck, Sharon... your tits feel amazing wrapped around me." Sharon increased the pace, her breasts bouncing slightly, the friction heating her skin.
