‘I watch in fascination as Élise de la Serre’s breasts bounce in an almost hypnotic rhythm with each of my fevered thrusts. She’s moaning and gasping, her back arching, her pretty face flushed in the mass of her red curls as she approaches her orgasm. I reach to squeeze each breast in my hands – and at my touch, she finally peaks, and I listen to her lovely whimpers of joy as her body trembles exquisitely beneath me.’