Fritzie laughs, a breathy, conspiratorial little giggle as their fingers fumble together on his buttons. "I'd tear them all out if I had the means to replace your shirt, you've made me so ravenous, darling."

Once they've gotten his shirt 3/4 of the way undone, her hand leaves his to finish alone and joins her other on his cock. She adds a twisting motion to her strokes, her fists moving counter to each other around the shaft.