Scene Description:
Lylith was cramming her clothes into her suitcase when Ryan stormed into the room, eyes dark with hunger. "Where's your girlfriend?" she asked, smirking. "Still giving me that ride to the airport?" Ryan let out a filthy chuckle. "Not a chance. Not after you flashed those perfect tits at me last night." His voice dropped, thick with lust. "I'm still hard just thinking about it… fuck, let me see them again." Lylith didn't hesitate. She ripped her shirt up and let her heavy tits drop and bounce, nipples already stiff. Ryan groaned like a man possessed, grabbing them hard, squeezing and groping like he'd lost his mind, girlfriend completely forgotten. Lylith shoved him back to the edge of the bed, dropped to her knees, and freed his throbbing cock, sliding the thick shaft right between her soft, warm tits with a wicked grin.
