They were hardly large. Rather they were very round and moved with her, without moving about her. They were a part of her, not something outside of he... to be admired. One more detail in the portrait. She was beautiful. Skin tanned without being unnatural. Nothing in her hair but dust and dandelion seeds. She was earth. ‘I can’t stand it anymore.’ And with that she leapt upon him. Her hand was moving between his crotch and waist, not know where she wanted to be. Her mouth captured his ear and. That was bad.About a minute in, I realized my fingers simply couldn’t make her cum in time, so I grabbed a transparent snorkel. I rubbed the end of the snorkel you put in your mouth against her clit. Her juices flowed into the hollow tube. I turned the snorkel upside down and pushed it inside her as far as it could go. I pressed my eye against the snorkel and stared directly at her womb with this improvised telescope.Her womb was the source of all the nectar that was flowing down from her. It feels wonderful but I shift away. This is for him. He licked me so patiently, and long, delaying his own pleasure until he was sure I had been totally satisfied. No, I decide, this is for him. And, I realize for me. I feel so wanton with his balls in my mouth. So I wrap my hand around the base of his shaft, and slowly begin to pump, up and down. I remember he did that while he watched me undress. I suck upon his balls, so soft and tender. And then I notice a drop of semen leak from his tip,. "You need some loving?" she asked."Got the time, sweetie?" I said."What a silly question." She smiled. "How much do we have?" she asked. "Isn't it almost dinner?" Yep. I got ten minutes," I told her."Quick and good?" she asked."Could you?"A short delay, as she thought it over.She popped the button on her pants, and dropped them past her thighs and right off her feet. Just as quick, she pulled the shirt over her head. No bra. Her plump tits fell gently above her smooth flat stomach. She had on.