Now in the full light I got an even better view of his visual obsession with my breasts as he thrust. His eyes were so focused on them I could just stare up at his face, secure in the knowledge we weren't going to have any of those awkward prolonged eye to eye staring contests.
He was wearing this look of intense concentration; grunting noisily with his physical efforts. Only when I started inducing my breasts to wobble by magnifying the effect of his thrusting on my own body did I get a variation in his expression; a momentarily raised eyebrow and a faster rate of thrusting telling me he liked the effect.
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