She opens all but the top and bottom buttons on her blouse. You feel some heat rising in your ears. She continues her fantasy of you.
"Then, I'd start giving your breasts little kisses, so soft you can barely feel them. Each kiss would get closer to your nipple until I had the pink of your flesh right up against my lipstick. You'd feel the erect tip pass by my lips, and my warm, wet tongue start to massage it." She slides her hands down her belly and into her pants. "Would you like it if I touched myself while I tasted you? I bet you taste like flowers smell."