Hunter's lips then traveled from Mary's lips down to her chest, planting kisses along the way. His tongue teased the edge of Mary's bra, revealing her ample cleavage.
With a gentle touch, Hunter slid his hand beneath Mary, pulling down her bra as she arched slightly, exposing her full, quivering breasts.
Round and perfectly shaped, Mary's areolas were barely visible, sporting a faint pink hue. Her small nipples, no larger than a bean, were already erect.
Cupping Mary's breasts, Hunter kneaded them tenderly, feeling the softness and plumpness of her flesh. Mary's delicate gasps left him breathless at times.
Unable to resist, he leaned in, grazing Mary's nipple with his tongue, circling and flicking the sensitive bud before taking it into his mouth, teasing and tantalizing.
Mary arched slightly, squirming and emitting soft moans, her hands running through Hunter's hair.
