I woke in the middle of the night with Melissa running her fingers over my muscular chest. Her small white fingers were tracing the outline of my pecs as her head sat in the crook of my shoulder. I could see her pretty face in the moonlight coming through the large window. I stirred and she gave me a soft kiss on the lips.
"Your body is so perfect" she whispered.
"So is yours," I responded. She giggled at this compliment and entwined her legs with mine. She kissed me again as her hand moved down my chest, over my abs to find my growing cock. She took it in her soft hand and gently stroked it. I immediately grew hard and let out a moan as she ran her fingers softly over my balls.
I started to rub her back and ass as we kissed and our touches grew more desperate. "Get on top" I said. Melissa blushed a little as she straddled my hips, her pussy rubbing against my cock.
"I've only been on top a couple times," she told me.
"Really?" trying to imagine why a man wouldn't want to see this woman's large breasts bounce as she rode his cock. She nodded and lifted up, guiding my cock into her white pussy. She slowly lowered herself down, taking inch after inch inside of her. Her pleasure evident on her face as my cock filled her. She bent down and pressed her ample breasts into my chest as she kissed me and started to move her hips.
Gently I pushed her back to a straight up position. She looked away from me as I ran my hands over her soft white hips. "What's wrong?"