Corrine and Elizabeth's huge tits

She stood up: tall, stacked, and statuesque, and strode over to the bed. I licked my lips in anticipation, expecting Corrine to straddle my face just as Stephanie had—

But she had something else in mind. Corrine crawled onto the bed, positioning her huge, swinging breasts above my head.

“Oh, hell yes,” I grinned.

Then, with a smile, Corrine lowered those great big melons of hers directly onto my face.

They blocked out my view of the action, but I didn’t care. I licked and kissed and moaned into the abundance of soft, smooth flesh.

“What is it with guys and boobs?” Corrine asked, amused.

I felt the bed shift as Elizabeth crawled up on the other side of me.

“I don’t know,” my wife said. “But Ian’s kind of obsessed with them.”

“Seriously,” Corrine laughed.

Then Elizabeth nudged Corrine a few inches to the side and lowered her own incredible breasts onto my tongue.

I kind of went insane with lust, my entire head surrounded by two sets of the biggest, fullest, most awesome tits. Corrine and Elizabeth rolled their chests back and forth, dragging the weight of those delicious fun bags all over my face. Four plump, perky nipples slid up and down my cheeks, and across my lips and chin.

My whole body began shaking with the need to come. But, great as it felt, the dozens of little kisses being planted on my cock just weren’t gonna be enough to push me over the edge.

Still shackled to the headboard, my fists clenched in frustration. Elizabeth knew me well enough to pick up on my body language. She turned to her friends and said, “It looks like Ian could use a little bit of relief.”