I popped into his room to get him up from his afternoon siesta and it was obvious that he was not interested in one word I said. All he could do was stare at my cleavage! I finally gave him what he clearly wanted: a good titty-fucking. My soft, full breasts milked his stiff cock until he spewed all over both of us! I believe it was a memorable moment for him. Certainly was for me! Experience has its advantages, I guess.