Tits and Tats

You do not ask. You take a handful and squeeze hard. I am Ruby, and I am not going to put on a show with my face. You came for these enhanced tits and you know it: they spill out of your grip, go white under your fingers, then red again as you knead them like you are trying to leave a prin. That is the deal: close-up, both hands buried, thumbs flattening the nipples, the drop when you let go and grab again. When you want my tits to finish the job, you use them around you. You put me where you can still grab them, and I will take the position. I love everything you are doing to me.