Older BBW with massive knockers goes pole crazy
Mature BBW Loses Control
There was something about older BBWs that got him going. They had a certain confidence, a certain curves that just drove him intense. Tonight, he had the delight of spending time with one of his favorites, a woman named Margaret. She was a beefy, beautiful gal, with physique that could make a man weak in the knees.
He had been waiting for her to arrive, and when she finally walked in, he could feel his heart race. She was wearing a tight, red dress that hugged every inch of her physique. Her rack were spilling out of the top, and her thighs were thick and muscular. He could unmask the fever in her eyes, and he knew that tonight was going to be a night to think of.
They settled into the bedroom, and he could feel the excitement between them. He could display the desire in her eyes, and he knew that she wanted him just as much as he wanted her. He reached out and ran his hand down her arm, feeling the softness of her skin. She let out a moan, and he knew that she was ready.
He moved in closer, his hands on her hips, and he felt her bod tremble as he kissed her. She tasted sweet, and he could feel her tongue dancing with his. He ran his hands up and down her back, feeling the softness of her flesh. He could feel her heart racing, and he knew that she was just as turned on as he was.
He moved his hand down to her thigh, feeling the softness of her skin. She parted her legs, inviting him in. He could reveal the wetness between her legs, and he knew that she was ready for him. He pressed his lips to her neck, feeling her moan as he ran his tongue down her physique.
He moved down further, his tongue tracing a path over her balloons. She was moaning now, her physique shaking with delight. He couldn’t catch on enough of her, and he knew that she felt the same way. He moved down further, his tongue tracing a path over her belly, feeling the softness of her skin.
He could feel her legs trembling now, and he knew that she was ready for him. He moved between her legs, positioning himself at the entrance to her wetness. He could feel the lust, and he knew that she was ready for him. He pushed inside, feeling her mold tremble with fun.
He began to move, his mold sliding against hers. She was moaning now, her figure shaking with delight. He could feel her muscles contracting around him, and he knew that she was close. He increased his pace, feeling her figure tremble even more.
She let out a cry, her proportions shaking with gift as she came. He could feel her muscles contracting around him, and he knew that he was close too. He pushed harder, feeling his proportions tremble as he came. They lay there, panting, their bodies spent.
He looked into her eyes, and he could relate the satisfaction in her face. He knew that she had enjoyed herself just as much as he had. He knew that he would never forget this night, and he knew that he would be back for more.
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