I stood naked in front of the mirror and studied myself. Tall long-limbed and svelte, but were my boobs too heavy for my narrow frame?

Twin mounds rising up in creamy invitation, pink nipples taut and standing erect, "Maybe they should be a little smaller," I whispered to myself.

"Not at all!" His returning whisper made me jump as he slid his hands from behind me and cuppped my eager breasts in them.

"They're perfect!' He breathed as he moved around in front of me and delicately touched his tongue to my nipple, sending a shiver of delight through me.

His lips gently slid around one nipple as his hand caressed the other.
I moaned as I draped a long leg around his muscular body, my hands guiding his hungry, seeking mouth from one nipple to the other."Oh, Honey,!" he groaned as his hand left my breast and trailed downward, towards my hot, wet, wild centre.
Together we tumbled to the carpet, a tangled bundle of sweaty limbs, smooth and hairy, white and dark, inextricably entangled, hot hungry lips and seeking hands.
We landed on the floor, I astride him, my breasts brushing his lips,my legs wrapped around his waist, my centre resting on the hardest most sensitive part of him... I started to move above him, my wetness rubbing against his hardness. He groaned in agony as I teased him to madness, thrusting my breasts into his mouth and drawing them out. All the while the rhythm of my hips continued, till finally with a quick thrust he was inside me thrusting deep within as I strained above him.
Our lips met and opened, our tongues twisted together in an orgy of passion as we came together in a shuddering tumultuous release....