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“Perhaps I’ll be asleep already,” Victoria said. “Depending on how long Avril keeps you in her clutches.”

“If you are,” Liam said, beginning to move his hands up her sides, “then I won’t be able to see if I can also make you cum from just playing with your breasts. I’ll have to wait until tomorrow morning.”

Victoria willingly took his bait. “And who else on this island can do such a thing?”

He wasn’t sure if that was confirmation thatshecould do the same, but it seemed like it. Immediately, his anticipationspiked. If it went any higher, it’d end up breaching the atmosphere.

“Tell me when your birthday is, and I’ll tell you.”

“No.”

They stared at one another for a moment, neither willing to budge. But Liam had planted this seed, and he hoped to water it a few more times over the vacation. Even if it didn’t sprout while in Fiji, there were chances—a lot of chances—for him to eventually get a chance to see two buxom women moaning in tandem as he massaged their breasts. The thought of it nearly made him drool eagerly.

“Have it your way,” Liam said, shrugging. He brought his hands higher, guiding them to the outer edges of Victoria’s breasts. “But Iwillfind out if I can do the same to you. Preferably tonight.”

“I’ll keep that in mind while you’re busy with our trip’s benefactor.”

They kissed again, then shared another heated stare. Liam ran his hands over Victoria’s breasts, perhaps intending to retest their sensitivity sooner than he’d intended. However, Victoria stretched her arm toward her body wash, then flipped the cap open with her thumb.

“As I said earlier today, it won’t be as good in the shower.”

“I know, and I don’t care. I’m sure you’ll have me cumming buckets in no time at all.”

“Your confidence is noted,” Victoria stated flatly, though evidence of her amusement bled through slightly. Decoupling from him, she gingerly lowered herself to her knees. With her lips just a handful of inches away from his throbbing erection, he also imagined what it’d finally feel like whenthoseended up wrapped around his cock. However, he stayed focused on the present.

And in that present, Victoria began to pour a copious amount of her floral-scented bodywash onto her upturned palm. Far more than was probably necessary, yet he didn’t say a word. He only watched, trusting that Victoria knew what she was doing.

After setting down the bottle, she brought her palms together and began lathering the clear liquid with her hands. She also kept her hands out of the shower’s stream, though Liam’s body also helped redirect plenty of water.

Soon, her hands found his cock. Stiff like the planks of wood under his feet, Liam breathed in as Victoria began coating it in the makeshift lubricant. He watched and waited, trusting in her expertise. It certainly felt good, even with just her hands lathering him up.

After doing so, staring up at him the entire time, which almost caused him to spontaneously combust into embers, Victoria brought her hands to her breasts. Lathering up her tits, suds covering their alluring slopes, she needed more body wash. Picking up the bottle, she poured quite a lot onto her breasts. She handed him the bottle before beginning to spread it around.

“Feel free to pour more on as you like,” Victoria said.

Liam nodded dumbly, holding onto the bottle in a viselike grip. His tension grew as one of Victoria’s hands returned to his cock, where it began gently stroking its entire length.

“Fuck, this is so hot,” Liam eventually whispered.

Victoria smiled and finally finished coating her breasts. Long, sudsy lines of clear liquid dripped down it, down her stomach, down onto her thighs. She beckoned him to move closer with a single gesture from her index finger.

He hurriedly did so.

Lifting herself higher, Victoria surrounded his cock with her breasts. The simple existence of such a sight sent Liam soaring to unimaginable heights. His glee reverberated within him witheach rapid drumbeat of his heart. As Victoria pressed her breasts together around his cock, whichdidcompletely vanish from his sight, she looked up at him again. Her gorgeous lips curved, and then she sent him into motion like a gunshot starting a race.

“Fuck away, Liam,” Victoria said.

He did. Oh, he did. Cock burning like the roof of a black car at the height of summer, he fucked her tits. Each thrust was glorious; the body wash helped enough for it to feel pretty good. Yet, the physical bliss couldn’t compare to its emotional counterpart. He got to fuck the finest pair of tits on planet Earth. This experience was his, as would be the ones that followed. This was no one-off, no Fijian gift. He knew right then and there that he’d fuck these tits dozens of times before the year was out. And he knew Victoria knew the same thing.

Liam moved his hips at the rhythm the gorgeous professor suggested, which also allowed her to work on amping up his bliss. In this position, it was better for him to be the more active party, so he worked with her to find the best chance for him to reach his ultimate release.

As she’d suggested, he was more than generous with how much body wash he poured out. He poured it all over her tits, seeing it creep down in thick globs toward the cock pumping between them. Victoria used her hands to smear it toward the area that most needed it. Her tits stayed nice and soapy, as did his cock. With both well lubricated, even if a shower wasn’t the most effective place to get him off, it still met his expectations.

“You’re the first man in a long time to get to do this,” Victoria said, moving her breasts in opposite directions. When one went up, one went down. It heightened the pleasurable sensations rippling through Liam’s cock.

That caused Liam to grin from ear to ear. “Makes me the most blessed man on the planet.”

“Possibly,” Victoria said, inhaling as he added more of her body wash to her breasts. “Perhaps you’ll get on top of me the next time we do this. On the bed or somewhere more comfortable than the deck, of course.”

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