Although its been like 14 years now but i can still clearly recall what i saw. As she got up, the shawl dropped on the floor. Her figure underneath th... thin and a bit see-thru kurta was very prominent. I just couldn’t believe my eyes for what i saw. She was a thin structured woman and her waist must be around 27”, but her bust was just too heavy. In a typical male syntax, i am a boobs man and heavy boobs get my attention instantly. Have been admiring boobs since i was a kid and have seen many. Before her was a hugely swelled knob, throbbing in it's need. It was Thornton. He had unzipped and presented the full swell of his large cock to the 'kiss' of her perfectly pursed and satiated lips. He simply bumped the end of his fierce erection against the swell of them.Beatrice was filled with a sense of urgency, her large breasts still hung hugely below the holes in the table, her nipples still clipped sharply, now the heart shaped gold weights hung almost still as her breathing began to. All around you is a bright, searing light. It has no source yet it burns with a raging heat, as if sentient, that you want desperately to avoid but you cannot close your eyes. You reach to cover your face but you find you have no arms, nor even a face. You can feel your body, every nerve ending shattering like glass and limbs flailing, but it is not visible or present.The broken remains of your consciousness tumble through the emptiness in no particular direction. You can’t see anything besides. It sometimes looks like chocolate milkshake when it is rough, as it mixes it all up. There are patches of rocks on the beach that you can go behind and there are dunes with aran grass on them. You can either go up in the dunes and lay down on a rug, else you get hideously sandy and it chafes, or you can go up against the rocks. The sea is too wild to go in, and sea sex is better someplace warm, where the sea is clear and blue. We could plan to go to one of those quiet, beautiful, wild beaches..