"Is this your way of trying to get me to use me knockers on ya?" she said with a tinge of a cockney accent.
I shrugged, "I'm just a guy telling stories...about titjobs...while you're holding my cock."
Naomi let out a sharp laugh. "Okay, mister 'titjob.' I'm game. I want to learn how to do it."
"There's really nothing to it. You just use your hands to push your breasts together and sandwich the c**k between them."
"Like this?" She reached up and did exactly as instructed. The sight and sensation of my c**k sandwiched between such perfect breasts was intoxicating. She moved up and down effortlessly, my c**k already slippery from the interrupted blowjob. After a few minutes, I gave in to my impending orgasm and let my c*m shoot up onto Naomi's neck and down into her cleavage. She smiled a
