[Drawing back some as if to appreciate them more fully, Maverick bites his lip and moves his hands to their new breasts. While he does gently pinch and tug their nipples, he's more curious to feel them up and see how lifelike they are or if, like their usual genitalia-that-wasn't, their construction was a little off. Thinking thoughts like that and focusing on speaking would help to delay his gratification even with his frantic pace. Too horny for his own good, sigh.]

God, you're so hot. Soon as you showed up, I wanted that dress on my floor. You always look so fucking good, though... Just made me more fucking impatient when you -- said you were thinking of me when you picked it.