God she was amazing, the way Stacy worked Tyler's cock put Tyler in in a state of almost paralysis until came. No words were shared among the two, only moans, glances and pleasure. Tyler couldn't wait any longer. He had to see her naked he had to finalize his fantasy. Still recovering from his orgasm, Tyler sat up, kissing Stacy. Fumbling ungraciously, he managed to in hook her bra, which fell to the floor. He kissed down her back, tracing her spine. Her pants had been pulled back up. He was going to change that. With two strong hands and one good tug her pants shot down- to about halfway down her ass. "Dammit," Tyler muttered. He pulled once more and the jeans were no longer a layer on her. The panties weren't much of a challenge, they slid right off. Her ads was smooth and better than Tyler could've ever imagined. He squeezed it in both hands, slowly stood up and slapped it, resulting in a gasp and slight area tion from stacy. Now was Tyler's big moment, he spun Stacy around and examined her breasts. As he did this he guided her to lay back down on the couch. Her breasts were just bigger than his hands, and came to - now erect- nipples. Her areola were a nice shade of pink and formed medium circles around the top of her breasts. He grabbed both, and played just above her, kissing and groping her body.
