"I love how responsive your body is, how it reacts to my touch.," I said my voice low and husky.
She moaned softly, her eyes half open. "That feels so good, don't stop doing that."
I had no intention of stopping, even though my conscience kept telling me I was doing the wrong thing. I was already fucking Abby in my mind so there was no going back.
I continued to grope and carress her breasts, alternating between soft, gentle touches and firmer, more intense squeezes. I leaned in, my lips brushing against her hair as I whispered.
"Do you like how this feels?,"
With that I began to flick her nipples, my fingers moving quickly over the erect buds, Abby's body jolted in response, her breath coming in quick short bursts.
"Yes!," she cried out, her body arched against mine. "That... That feels... So good."