I made a decision to have some BBW sex, and with that, I fell to my knees and started kneading him with my thick chest. His half-erect cock roared to life, quickly becoming something more while I played with it with both hands, cupped his balls, kissed his tip. I waited just a second to hear him groan, before I engulfed his monster with my tits, gently bouncing it up-and up- and up! The heat it exuded, the life, it was unmistakably a thick lust that pierced my senses and drove me mad. A man’s hot and ready prick, ready for me to play with and greedily gather everything I could from it. “Not sure I’m processing, what’s going on, your tits are that amazing!” He groaned, and I couldn’t help but giggle. He braced against the wall, I braced against his thighs.
“You don’t have to process anything, you just have to cum until you can’t anymore.” I licked my lips at the very thought of his overwhelming need going off in my mouth and filling my cheeks to the brim with potent seed. “Let’s not pretend anything else matters, I’m going to fuck you. So let’s fuck!” With that, I began to rock my massive jugs along his shaft once again. Warming the both of us up for fun.