Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)Before I could think twice, my hands leapt from against the bed, jumping forward, palms open, until they made contact with the flesh Lisa Warden's enormous bre*sts. At first, my touch was tentative, running my fingers and palms lightly over the smooth, succulent flesh. The expression on her face was uncharacteristically warm and patient, letting me take my time to appreciate this momentous occasion."Feel my big bre*sts, baby," she urged me, encouraging me.I let my hands slide all over the enormous boobs, trying to feel every square inch of soft breast between my fingers, this act causing a deep, unfettered moan to escape from deep in her throat. I let my hands slide along the artful curves of her round bre*sts till my hands were cupping her massive jugs, bouncing them lightly, feeling their heavy weight in my palms. I was transfixed by Lisa's huge bre*sts, in a way I had never been before. My singular focus in this

Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)Taking my full length down her throat and holding it here. Her lips were stretched wide around the root of my p*nis, forming a tight seal. Her tongue massaged my aching d*ck as she hummed slightly, the vibration traveling down my shaft to my saliva-coated balls, making them rumble again. And just when my balls were once again right on the edge of boiling over, she pulled back, my drool-soaked d*ck sliding out from her tight throat like an oversized serpent, never looking bigger."No... f*ck... please!" I begged, nearly in pain, I so needed to c*m. I reached out to pull her mouth back onto me, but she easily brushed my attempts aside.Despite the fact that she was panting for breath, she looked up at me and gave me a wicked smile. Still holding my lubed c*ck between her fingers, she leaned forward, my c*ck achingly close to her amazing lips."You like that?" she asked, her tone both arrogant and lusty. She m

Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)"Because you already made your choice. Because after doing what you have done so far and not sealing the deal... you are always going to wonder what if. You are always going to think about my body and wish you had had the balls to do what needed to be done and you can go home and try to make like this never happened, but the nice guy streak will come out. Your guilt will consume you, and you will tell Colette what you did with me. How you got your d*ck sucked by the neighborhood slut. She will hate you and she will leave you, and you will lose everything. The worst thing would be that... you did not just f*ck me. You did not go through all the way with the cheating. I mean, if you are going to cheat, cheat hard! Right? Do not stop with getting your c*ck sucked. Get some pu**y. Get some a*s. Do it hard and nasty! Callum, as soon as I walked through that door, you were making the decision to f*ck me. As soon as my hot a*s and huge bre*st

Callum Johnson (P.O.V.) I slid my hands up her front, raising them up till I filled my big hands with her enormous bre*sts, squeezing them roughly."Ahhh, yes! F*ck yes!" Lisa moaned into my ear. They felt amazing, the mere minutes from when I last squeezed them suddenly feeling like an eternity. How could I ever take my hands off of amazing bre*sts? They were incredible! They were so soft and luscious and firm. I kept squeezing the pliant flesh over and over again, gripping them roughly, feeling their softness pouring through my fingers."Tell me... ugh, f*ck yes... tell me how much you love them. Tell me how much you love my f*cking bre*sts!""Ugh... f*ck!" I groaned out, feeling pleasure from both my c*ck and my hands, almost the maximum pleasure those body parts could feel.“They are f*cking amazing!"

Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)Deep down, I knew I was lying to myself. I knew it made zero sense that c*mming in her pu**y was the way to avoid a continued affair, when it was in fact one of the surest ways to cement our affair for good because squirting my thick load nine-and-a-half inches deep in her fertile c*nt had a very good chance of ending in one very bad way for me. It could end with her being a impregnated slut with power over me, but that thought was not enough to stop me. I just kept driving into her, our bodies clutched together in heated, filthy sex."F*ck me, Callum, f*ck me!" Lisa screamed out, her hips driving back at me.My hips matched hers, our conjoined bodies a blur as we f*cked, both seeking the same outcome."Tell me, tell me you f*cking love it! Tell me you love my c*nt!" She started squeezing her c*nt hard around me between sentences, making me almost lose it."Tell me my c*nt means more to you than your gir