Huge tits and bubbly ass made for fucking [7 min]
Ardent Ride with Bod Galore
Man, I ain’t never seen a mom with balloons like this before. They were huge, maturing like a fine wine, with a tan line that only added to their allure. She was sitting on the bar stool, her curvaceous ass spilling out of those tight jeans, making every man in the joint turn their heads. Her heels clicked on the floor as she walked over to me, her large globes bouncing with every step.
“What can I spy ya, sweetheart?” she purred, her voice as smooth as whiskey. I could feel my pulse racing as I took her in. Her eyes were smoky and full of excitement, and I could tell she was up for a good time.
Bouncing Boobs and Curvy Ass
We moved to the back of the bar, where it was dark and secluded. She leaned against the wall, her beefy balloons pushing out against her low-cut top. I could the outline of her nipples through the material, and I couldn’t help but reach out and touch them.
“Feel ’em, baby,” she moaned, her voice dripping with desire. I ran my fingers over her nipples, feeling them harden under my touch. She moved closer, her curvaceous ass pressing against my crotch, and I could feel her grinding against me.
She leaned in, her lips on mine, and we kissed passionately, our tongues tangling together. I could taste the whiskey on her breath, and it only added to my excitation.
Riding Me Like a Ardent Stallion
She broke away from the kiss, and I could relate the glint in her eyes. She knew what she wanted, and she wasn’t afraid to ask for it.
“Wanna ride me like a excited stallion, baby?” she asked, her voice low and burning. I nodded, my hands already reaching for her jeans.
She pushed her jeans down, revealing her curvy ass and the matching thong she was wearing. I could relate her ass cheeks bounce as she moved, and I couldn’t wait to feel them against me.
She straddled me, her jumbo hooters bouncing as she lowered herself onto me. I could feel her wetness, and it only fueled my fever even more. She started to ride me, her hips moving back and forth in a rhythm that was driving me wild.
“Fuck, you’re so tight, baby,” I groaned, my hands on her hips as I thrust up into her.
“Ride me harder, baby,” she moaned, her shape writhing against mine. I did as she asked, my bod moving with hers as we reached our zenith together.
A Humid Ride to Remind
As we caught our breath, she leaned in and kissed me again. “That was amazing,” she whispered, her eyes shining with satisfaction.
“It was,” I agreed, still feeling the conclusion of our passionate ride. She stood up, her jeans still around her ankles, and gave me a wink before walking out of the bar, leaving me with a memory I would never forget.
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