They were monumental. I mean, I like them big, but even I know where to draw the line. There must have been something wrong with hers. Tits like those...shouldn't be allowed. Not only did they occupy the whole of her rib-cage from just below her shoulders down to her navel, they stuck out fully ten inches in front of her. I could guess at her bust measurement, but I won't. (Yes, I know that will infuriate the sort of reader who reads this sort of story, but guesswork never was any sort of. Then as she began to get more and more excited again, I began to feel my pressure building, and I knew it would be a race against time."Oh god, I think i'm going to cum soon!" I groaned trying my best to hold it off."Just keep going! Just keep going!" she groaned back, getting close to her third.So I continued to pound into her, and our naked hot sweaty bodies continued to brush up against each other, and my cock continued to pound into her sweet little pussy, and she continued to groan ever. I found out about that quite by accident. When Jill stopped having sex with me, she went off the pill. She figured that she wouldn't need it, and if we did have sex, she would get her baby. When I started fantasizing about Jill getting jammed by a big black cock, I remembered that she was unprotected in real life. Well that translated into the masturbatory fantasy I was having at the moment, and I came right away! Now whenever I look at her, I picture a black man's cum dripping from her fertile. Leaving Atlanta at noon we made it to Lake City Florida by nightfall. I didn’t think I wanted to try to drive straight through to Pinecraft, which would have meant arriving late and having to find somewhere to park or boondock if necessary.The best alternative seemed to be make reservations at the campground near Lake City which was about half way between Atlanta and Pinecraft. Even though Florida is pretty much booked up in the winter months as far as RV accommodations go, I was fortunate.