She reached down, grabbed the hem of her tank top, and pulled it over her head in one smooth motion. Her bare breasts spilled free right in front of me, full and soft with stiff nipples begging for attention. She quickly fixed her hair, placed both hands on my chest, and lifted herself slightly. I sat up just enough to hook my fingers into her hotpants and yank them down to her ankles. Our faces were inches apart, I stole a quick kiss on her lips before she smirked, pushed me back down onto the bed, and climbed higher.
She unbuckled my pants, tugged them down along with my boxers. My half-hard cock sprang up and gave a heavy throb. Thanks to Delilah, I still needed a little time to get fully hard again.
"Look at this," she murmured, wrapping both hands around my shaft. "So veiny…"
"Like it?"
She didn't answer with words. Just gave me a wicked little smirk, slid lower, and took me into her warm mouth.
