A skilled tongue

When Rons kisses started to wander lower and lower, Hermione saw no reason to stop him. Down her neck he went, his hands still hugging her. But he did not stop there. Down he went until she could feel him kiss and lick all over her big breasts. He did stop here for quite a long time. But that may have been because she pressed him close to her big boobs with both hands. It felt amazing, having him kiss, lick, and nibble all over her tits, especially at her fat sensitive nipples.

The only reason she eventually let go is because she hoped for more exciting things yet to come. And his kisses indeed moved further down. When his lips arrived just above her tingling clit, his hands were still holding on to her big boobs. He remained there for a while until Hermione gently but firmly pushed him down the very last bit.

Rons tongue darted out and danced over her mound, twirling all around it, even parting her pussy lips to slide inside of her. She felt a wave of pleasure. Not the usual brutal crashing orgasms she was used to. This was a slow build-up, but nonetheless intense for it. Before long, Hermione had grabbed hold of Rons head and grinded herself up on his mouth, moaning happily while her juices must have been flowing all over his face.

Somehow, they found their way down to the floor together and Hermione was sitting on his face now. Her hands supporting her weight on his chest, she was groaning with delight while Ron kept pleasuring her with his mouth. A moment later, Ron had reached up to give her massive tits an intense massage. Hermione barely realized how her weight shifted forward more and more. But at some point, she felt his hard dick poke at her fat breasts.

It was not so easy to wrap her boobs around his invisible cock, especially the way her body was shivering with pleasure. But after some trial and error, she watched the cock-shaped hole between her boobs pulsing every time Ron pushed his hips upwards. Hermione could feel his groans of lust vibrating all over her pussy. She was more than happy to return the favor and lick and suck at every bit of his dick she could reach as it poked out from between her breasts.

"Ron it is.. ahhh.. this is so good! Ahhmm..." she made her fat tits roll up and down his length. "So wonderful! SO.. Ahhh.. so loving.. Ahhh" She noisily slurped on his cock for a moment. ".. and don't take this the wrong way but...Hmmmm.. but could we maybe switch to.. AHHHH"

She ended her unfinished question with a sudden shriek as she felt Ron rise up below her. Hermione ungracefully slid forward, her big boobs the only thing keeping her from smashing face-first into the ground. When she felt Rons hands parting her butt cheeks and placing his rock-hard dick right at her entrance, she knew he had understood.

She had already been at the edge of a mighty orgasm. Within the first few thrusts, Hermione screamed her lust out into the summer air. As Ron held on to her big boobs from behind and kept taking her, her orgasm did not stop. She just continued to cum, continued to cum on the dick of the guy she guessed was her boyfriend now.

Ron made her cum from behind. Ron made her cum after spinning her on her back and spreading her legs. And after she had massaged every last bit of cum out of his balls with her boobs, They fell down to the warm grass, arm in arm. Until it all started up once more. When they arrived for dinner, holding on to each other was as much a sign of affection as it was to keep each other upright after hours upon hours of fucking