Dryhumping your cock

As I, the voluptuous woman with colossal tits, straddled your lap, I felt your pulse quicken. My soft, plush thighs encircled your waist, creating a warm, intimate embrace that made your cock stiffen with anticipation. With a sly smile, I began to grind against you, the friction of my fabric-covered mounds teasing the bulge in your pants. Your hands instinctively reached up to cup my breasts, the weight and fullness of them filling your palms as I dry-humped with an ever-increasing fervor. Each movement sent a jolt of pleasure through both our bodies, our breaths melding into one as we succumbed to the erotic dance of desire, my chest bouncing in a mesmerizing rhythm that had you on the edge.