My tits in her hands during our secret couch kiss

I pulled her close on the couch after our boring office meeting ran late, both still in our crisp white shirts. My nipples hardened instantly as our lips met, her hand sliding up to cup my heavy breast while I melted into the kiss, eyes closed, tongues teasing softly. This was the moment I had craved all day. I owned the need pulsing between my thighs, grinding against her as we made out like desperate lovers who finally stole this private second alone.