We aren’t savages!

“Of course not, sweetie. We aren’t savages. Let’s get those remaining scraps off you,” Dee suggests.

You allow her to ‘help’ you out of what remains of yesterday’s clothing. She is helping herself to your body just as much as she is removing the elastic bands from your body. There is not really a pretense from either of you as she cops a squeeze here and there and you moan a little in response. She kneels in front of you to pull down the bands on your upper thighs and eyes your hard cock. Her head disappears under the swell of your chest before you feel her gobble up your cock into her warm, wet mouth.

“I’m not the only one that’s cock-hungry,” you laugh. The feeling is short-lived as she pulls off the final elastic band.

“Look at how stretched these are!” Dee says as she pulls one over her head and it settles on her own wider than average hips. “It’s like a belt on me!”

“You don’t need a belt with those hips,” you admire aloud.

“You and me both! It’s an accessory,” Dee shows as she turns around. “What do you think?” She asks from over her shoulder. She cocks her hip and it slides off that side and then down her legs. She watches it fall. “Oops! Guess I better get that...”

Dee bends over at the waist slowly and stops. Once you see her spread her cheeks by hand to expose her rosebud you shuffle over on the bed and pull her onto your largely ignored cock. She falls back onto you, legs to either side and butt spread against your crotch. Her back lands cushioned against your chest.

“Sweetie, are you going to impregnate me?” Dee asks, knowing what she started.

“How else are you going to catch up to my bust size?” You tease.

“Good, let your future baby momma take care of you like you took care of me yesterday, sweetie.”

Dee proceeds to slide your dick in and out of her. Probably more for you than her, she starts slow, but quickly picks up speed. Her watermelon-sized balls start out slapping you lightly on the downthrust but soon are getting considerable air that you can see over the swells of your breasts before landing heavily on your thighs. Her cocks are flopping around wildly, splashing pre in ropes that leave both Dee and yourself as well as the surrounding area coated. You are lasting longer than you thought you would. Without having cum for days now, you thought you would be done in under a minute. Dee is really working for it though. The bed is bouncing steadily and you are drenched in pre but the desire for release is not overwhelming.

“Oh shit...!” Dee stops moving and you feel her ass clamp down on you like a vise. You see ropes of cum arching up into the air above you. You open your mouth quickly to catch any that you can. Most falls on Dee and your breasts, but you get some that gets up to your mouth.

“That was surprsing,” you say after she finishes. She looks up at you, sharing your cum-coated expression.

“Keep holding back on me, and that’s what you’ll get!” Her tone is of welcome surprise at her first hands-free orgasm.

She immediately jumps back into working your dick. Her balls don’t land as heavily, no doubt due to the missing cum, but her pre begins flowing just as copiously as before...maybe even moreso? As you swallow a rope that just basically landed right in your mouth, you are suddenly ready. Without holding back, your cock jerks inside Dee’s ass. She stops suddenly, feeling it.

“Oh! Oh...I can feel it!” Dee concentrates. For your part, you never came so hard. Your muscles strain as you fire off what you have saved these past days. For you, the effort lasted longer than normal, and then you are spent. Dee pulls herself up and off your dick, then sits beside you.

“That was a long time...cumming!” You joke.

“I feel great, my butt feels so loose,” she begins and then looks at you and giggles at the absurdity. “Well, loose is relative. I could probably bury myself to the hips in you after how big I was yesterday!”

“I can still feel it in my muscles,” you tell her. “My butt cheeks didn’t touch all day. All they could do was hug your dicks. It was a unique experience.”

“Maybe we should make sure you don’t lose that feeling,” Dee takes your hand in hers and rubs it along her thigh. “They were about as thick as my thighs...right?”