First-person View Of A Titfuck

I felt ashamed. I regretted saying it because as I heard the words come out of my mouth I realised it sounded patronising and a bit melodramatic. Take my room – I’ll find something else.” I said, offering her the keycards. Now conscious of what was going on, Vicky pulled back and abruptly snatched her hand away from me. I put a hand on her cheek and stroked her ear. “Attention please, this is an announcement for all passengers. The jeopardy was part of the turn on. I thought she was reasonably good looking, in a girl-next-door sort of way, but she’d never featured in my fantasy line-up in the years I had known her. I put a hand on her cheek and stroked her ear. “Vicky…” I asked again, beginning to stroke her hair through my fingers, “…what were you dreaming about?”
Vicky again said nothing but her short, shallow breaths became deeper and louder.