a man is sitting on a lady with hairy breast

The man carefully straddled the lady, his eyes greedily admiring her thickly hairy chest. Leaning into her, he shivered in anticipation, as the wiry hairs tickled his skin with every gentle breath. With one hand he pinched her nipples, feeling the softness of her breasts, while his other caressed her hairlines. His heart raced faster as he felt her body quiver under his touch. The man leaned in closer, his lips just a hairs breath away from hers as he pressed himself into her. He could feel the heat radiating from her hairy chest as he moved. His hands moved around her body, exploring her as his lips trailed up the creamy skin of her neck. He could feel her fingers tracing across his back and instinctively he moved into her, breathing her in. The man was almost lost in the moment, in her heat and hair and curves. Her body moved with his, each motion intensified by the coarse layer of hair between them. Eventually, in a moment of passion, they both reached a blissful end, collapsing together onto the bed, contentedly tangled in each other's hair.