Dustin

In a world of ass fanatics. It was more so taboo then typical to deem oneself a big boob lover. And at 6’2” 285 lbs of pure muscle I was likely the last person anyone would consider as such. And yet here we are just moments from the magic, from the ecstasy. I knew when I saw your profile you were the one. It was your confidence that captured my attention, and your personality and style that stole me away. But it was that cleavage and the way those breasts contour that held me captive. They spoke volumes about the way you love to have them sucked, fucked, and fondled. So, it was no surprise that we’d find ourselves here. I could see the excitement and anticipation in your eyes as I reached for them. Your nipples were becoming harder with each, every passing second. It seemed like eternity stood between my fingertips and your breasts. Heart racing and dick throbbing, the suspense was too much to bear. I swore we were both going to bust a blood vessel. When alas… contact! I took them in my large palms and caress them, stroking firmly but affectionately. Swirling the areola with my thumb. Working my way in from the edge down to the nipple and back out to the edge again. While squeezing the rest of your breasts, massaging them between my fingertips. Minutes had passed and you had long since succumbed to my touch. My lips began to tingle, and I knew what was to come next. I leaned in for the first suck. My lips made contact and…

Balance

Musclée

6' 2 (1.88 m)

Marrons

Afro-Américaine

Célibataire

Non

Non

Poitrine

Noirs