Before Halloween, I hooked up with a curvy cutie. We had a wild romp on a balloon-filled bed, her ample bosom bouncing as she rode me. It was a spooktacular start to our Halloween party.
As the clock struck midnight, just hours before the Halloween bash was set to begin, the chubby beauty found herself in a state of intense desire. She craved the taste of her lover's lips, the feel of his body against hers, the rhythmic dance of their passion on the bouncy balloon between them. Her ample, natural breasts heaved with anticipation as he sank his mouth into her, tasting the sweetness of her skin. His hands explored her curves, his lips trailed down her body, igniting a fire within her that only he could stoke. Mounting her, he took her in a wild ride, her huge breasts bouncing with each thrust. His release was a hot, sticky mess, a testament to their passionate encounter. But the night was young, and the Halloween festivities awaited. They cleaned up, their bodies entwined in the afterglow of their intimate moment. The party could wait, for now, they had each other.
