Clinging To Ecstasy

Ron couldn't help feeling that she was the very essence of womanhood. She exuded femininity from her pretty face down to her sexy little toes. Ron drank in her beauty hungrily. His eyes swept over her body, from her long graceful neck downward to her great, jutting breasts that now rippled and jiggled nakedly. Her breasts were exquisite, firm, over-sized melons of soft pink flesh that drooped down seductively. Only their great weight dampened the bouncing and bobbling, but still they quivered and trembled with sensual eroticism.

Both of the soft, pink mounds of woman flesh were tipped with big, brown aureoles surrounding the big nipples. Her nipples stuck out like a pink stack of nickels, jutting out more than a half-inch. Suddenly, he felt his cock lurch with appreciation as he watched her take her big, soft breasts in her hand and roughly tweak the rubbery nibs.   
         They quickly grew even larger. Finally, laughing softly, she let go of her large, full udders and watched them roll and bounce sexily. Finally, tearing his eyes from her breasts, he dipped lower down over her small waist with its sexy little paunch. It wasn't the flat, hard stomach of youth, but it bulged out only a tiny bit and served to only heighten her beauty. Its soft slope, interrupted only by the sexy pout of her belly button, gracefully curved downward, ending in a big tuft of soft, crinkly brown hair at the base of her stomach.   

Her secret place lay hidden under the big, furry mound of hairs. Captivated by the curly mass of hairs, he stared at it longingly for several seconds before finally moving his eyes downward.