‘Why did you quit ballet?’ We were undressing for my erotic wrestling session.
‘My tits were too big. Ready?’
We started. In a flash she’d hip-tossed me and forced me to submit with an arm bar. Her total dominance kept my oozing cock hard for the full hour.
Time was up. ‘Here’s a present,’ she said as she lifted me into a fireman’s carry, slammed me down, pinned me, and covered my face with her gorgeous, soft, warm, pillowy breasts.
Too bad her breastbone wasn’t as cushiony as her girls. My nose bled all over her judo mat.
