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Got A Feeling (Re-Post)
🕑 Added 2025-10-18 17:00:11 +0000 UTCSet in the world of Sonic, Dalia the Deer meets shy Seth the Hedgehog, dazzles him with her breasts and takes him home with her for a fun time!
Originally commissioned by Superblue, edited for public release
She listened with just a touch of envy at the distinctive sound of wheels against the hardwood floor, echoing from the next room. Sitting there in a backroom at the roller rink, she was still touching up her own skates for some much-needed maintenance.
"Turns out rail grinding isn't great for wheels... who'd have thought?" she grumbled to herself with a little sigh as she took a screwdriver to the underside of the bright yellow skate.
As a wheel popped off, she took a small break from it and leaned back in her chair, prominent chest pushed up towards the ceiling.
Her name was Dalia. Dalia the Deer, a shapely fawn lady. She had platinum blonde shoulder length hair with bangs on each side that framed her face, a small studded necklace around her neck. She had the typical brown fur of a fawn, floppy ears poking from her hair, and dark black eyes with eyeshadow to match. One of the least furry furries out there, her entire body from the neck down was shaved to reveal her smooth tanned skin, just a shade lighter than her fur. Black yoga pants ran up her lengthy legs and massive round hips. She wore a ribbed crop tank top, black with golden trim, that showed off her well-toned midriff and a generous expanse of cleavage. Those breasts were massive by any standard, but looked especially huge on her small slim frame.
Meanwhile out on the rink, a young male hedgehog was picking up some speed... perhaps a little too much. He held his arms out on either side, shakily trying to keep his balance. "Whoa whoa whoa!" he cried out as he turned and hit his back against the padded wall. He slid down to his backside... but did so with a smile and a laugh. He wasn't the best skater, but it was still a lot of fun for him.
The guy's name was Seth. A red hedgehog with the typical lengthy spines, except he also had a striking white tuft that stuck out from under his black beanie. He had pink eyes, black jean shorts and a white T-Shirt that matched his gloves. Oddly enough the shirt read “Palworld” in red text, for reasons only he could tell you. He wore some garish red and yellow skates, which didn't seem to do the best at supporting him as he tried to get his feet back underneath him.
As he leaned against the wall, he noticed a shapely figure entering the rink with a flourish. Dalia had fixed up her skates and was eager to test them out.
Seth watched with amazement as the curvy woman moved like water, more elegant on skates than most people were on their own two feet.
Those wide round hips bound and swiveled as she twirled and danced across the rink as if she owned the place. He was in awe at the way she managed to leap into the air and cartwheel back into a glide like nothing had happened.
The young man felt his cheeks redden as she skated closer to him. He watched the way her sizable round bubble butt bounced as she came to a stop, massive breasts continuing to move long after the rest of her had ceased. His eyes were honed in deep on those breasts, which seemed to strain against her tight top and beg for freedom. Her tits were fit to burst out...
After several seconds of staring, he realized that she was still standing perfectly still... and facing him, only a few feet away. His eyes widened and his blush intensified as he slowly looked up to meet her sultry gaze.
Dalia smirked smugly as she asked, "Enjoying the show...?"
His breath hitched in his throat, he shuddered and gasped and melted further against the wall. "S-Sorry..." he uttered shyly, "I d-didn't mean... to stare, I just... couldn't really help myself, um..."
She giggled at his bashful stammer. She LOVED the shy types. "Ohhh, were you staring? I didn't notice." she joked, leaning over to show off even more of that cleavage, letting him look right down her top. "Staring at what, if I may ask~? Go on, be specific..."
Seth's jaw nearly hit the floor. To him it seemed unfathomable that a lady like her even existed, let alone was willing to give him this kind of attention. "B-B-Booooooba... I mean, tits! I mean, breasts! Oh God..." he croaked.
He was panicking, assuming he was coming off like the biggest creep - or atleast like the biggest loser ever. But she just reared her back and cackled. Her laugh was pleasant to the ear, even if it was at his expense.
"You're so cute." she said with a chuckle, and hearing that nearly gave him a heart attack. She fluttered her eyes at him, "You don't need to worry so much. I don't mind you staring one bit... I'm very proud of these girls. I go to great lengths to show them off."
She reached down and cupped her own breasts, squeezing them together. They looked so squishably soft and malleable in her hands as she gave him a smoldering look. Her voice darkened as she continued, "In fact, I'd be a lot more offended if you WEREN'T looking. These babies crave attention..."
"I-Is this... really happening?" Seth stammered, gasping. "Are you... are you even real?! My God, it's so... you're so... hnnngh, who are you?"
"Dalia's my name." she replied, "Dalia the Deer. And if you just tell me your name, you’ll be near and dear to me, dear~"
"Nnnngh, I'm... I'm... Seth?" he said, and yes it did come out sounding like a question. He'd never found it so difficult to come up with his own name before.
"Mmmm, well I know this is moving a little fast, Seth. But frankly, it's still not fast enough for an adrenaline junkie like me~" Dalia remarked, licking her lips as she eyed the boy up and down ready to devour him. "Tell me, how'd you like to come home with me?"
Seth squeaked, legs trembling, he felt like he was about to faint. He tried to answer but couldn't quite get any words to form.
Taking this as hesitation, Dalia kicked against the floor and rolled closer to him. As he sank, those titanic tits nearly smacked him in the face - but she reached out and caught herself on the wall just before they made contact. Just like that, those bouncy, magnificent breasts were jiggling mere inches from his face, taking up his entire field of vision.
“Hmhmhm… come on, you know you want to. Don’t be shy… if you like looking at them so much, you’d probably loooove feeling ‘em.” Dalia remarked with a wink. She continued to squeeze and smoosh her own gigantic breasts together. “Mmm, you’d be amazed at how soft they are…”
These words hit him like a truck. He blacked out for just a moment, only to be jarred awake when his head hit the wall behind him. Dalia just kept giggling at his awkward antics as she awaited his answer.
“God, you’re… r-really direct huh? Just getting right to the point, eheh…” he stammered, trying to make sense of all this in his head. He’d never felt boob before, and he couldn’t have ever imagined his first time would be such a magnificent pair. “Y-You’re not just, messing with me right? I’ve been pranked like this before, I… I don’t wanna go through that again…”
It didn’t make any sense to him why a baddie would want anything to do with a lame dude like him. But his anxious behavior only endeared him to her further.
Rather than say anything else, she slowly brought her thick thigh in between his legs. Seth yelped as her supple flesh, held only by the thinnest of skin tight fabric, began to grind against his crotch. He was rock hard beneath his shorts and the contact felt absolute incredible, it was electric.
“Aaaaaugh, okay! Take me, take me!” he shouted, his voice a whimper, helplessly yielding to her boundless allure.
Dalia smiled proudly, “Now that’s what I like to hear. Come on then, Sethy~”
She took Seth's hand and turned to skate off with him, dragging him behind her. It was only at this point that the shy boy remembered this was all happening in a public place. And every skater on that rink was stopped dead in their tracks staring at the two of them.
Many looked impressed, others super jealous, but all of them were stunned to see that this non-descript guy was going off with the hottest girl in the whole place.
Seth was stiff as a board - in posture as well as other places - his body comically frozen as he was wheeled across the floor and right out of that building.
It was all happening so fast, such a blur... he was there before he knew it. In her bedroom... on his knees on the bed as she stood over him with that patented smolder.
"Well...? Go ahead." she muttered, puffing her chest out towards him, those gigantic breasts bouncing and jiggling for several seconds from this minute motion. "Give 'em a gooooood squeeze. Get real handsy, babe~"
He took a quick moment to thank every God he knew the name of, just to be safe, before reaching out. He was careful, as though handling fine art as his hands took up her staggeringly huge titties. His hands seemed small compared to their heft.
Seth gasped with amazement as he felt their weight... and she wasn't kidding about the softness. He'd spent so much time imagining what it was like to feel up a pair of tits but nothing compared to the real thing. He was practically moaning, tongue lulling out already as the sensation caused ripples of pleasure all across him.
"Th-They're... they're incredible," he gasped, "This is amazing... you're so... you're so beautiful, Dalia... such beautiful breasts."
"Mmm, well you can't exactly judge that until you see them in the flesh~" she remarked with a little wink. "And you still don't exactly know what they TRULY feel like either... but we'll fix that."
She was slow, deliberate in her every movement as she leaned over, her tender hand running up Seth's stomach and chest. Her every touch gave him a tingly feeling as she pulled his shirt off and ran her fingertips across his skin. Dalia bent further down, letting her tits meld all the deeper against his hands. Her breath grazed his neck as she wrapped her arms snugly around him. He shuddered and shut his eyes, leaning his head against her shoulder as he felt her warm embrace.
He shuddered and shook with delight as her hands ran down his rather sensitive spines... she gave him a delicate kiss on the cheek, which might as well have been a ballistic missile for how heavily it affected him. She continued giving him little smooches until her lips met the top of his head - leaving him eye level with her chest.
"Mmmm, you're a yummy boy." Dalia whispered right into his ear. "I'm gonna get a goooood taste of you, babe."
With that lingering thought, she grabbed his wrists and guided his hands beneath her top. Seth let out a whimpering moan of lust as he felt her bare flesh, his fingers sinking deep into the rounded pillowy mounds. This is already far more than he can handle and yet they were just getting started. The more she leaned in, the heavier they felt, the larger they seemed to be, and they were overwhelmingly huge to begin with.
Seth was so focused on her breasts, he didn't even notice where her hands were drifting. Not until he felt the burst of sexual friction when they sank under his shorts, grazing past his throbbing erection and taking up his full balls. She weighed them in her palms, massaging them gently in her fingers as her lips nibbled at his sensitive ears.
"Do you trust me...?" she asked, her voice a whisper, nearly imperceptible even that close. "Do you trust me with your body? To do whatever I want to you?"
"Ohhhh yes..." he shuddered.
She bit down on his pointed ear with juuuust enough force to make him quiver with ecstasy before continuing, "I want to show you my tits. But first, I want to tie your hands behind your back. I want you nice and helpless... do you trust me...?"
He nodded frantically. She didn't need to double check for consent, he was entirely on board with whatever she wanted to do, deeply seduced by this point.
Dalia smiled and placed her hands upon Seth's, which in turn were still busy fondling her chest. With this, she slowly rose up and pulled Seth off the bed, up to his feet. She walked him over towards a dresser, where she pulled out a roll of duct tape. She gave him a little wink before pulling his hands away and signaling for him to turn around.
He was not about to argue with her, very compliant and putting his hands behind his back. She took the tape and bound his wrists together, a playful tightness. Dalia then gripped his shoulder and forcefully turned him around, wiggling her hips like a cat about to pounce on its prey before pushing his back against the wall.
She got up close and personal with him, letting her breasts flatten against his chest. He shuddered deeply at the sensual sensation.
"Mmmmm, no going back now. You... are mine." she whispered smolderingly. "Now let's see what you're packing..."
She grabbed at his shorts and pulled them right down, boxers and all. She raised an eyebrow as she saw his cock spring forth.
"Ooooh... I didn't expect you to be so... hung," she said, putting a ton of emphasis on the word practically gasping it, "Mmmmm, you speak so softly yet carry such a big stick. I like that... I like that a whoooole lot, Sethy~"
With that, she turned around and began wiggling her massive ass his way, giving it a playful smack to let him watch it quiver and wiggle. She gripped at her yoga pants and peeled them off slowly, revealing every tantalizing inch of her tanned booty flesh.
Her g-string thong did absolutely nothing to hide that booty as she gave it another wiggle, hypnotic to Seth's virgin eyes.
She turned back towards him, striking a little leg cross pose to let her cushiony thighs squish together. Then, she gripped the hem of her tiny top and pulled it off slowly before him. He watched in awe, staring unblinking as those colossal breasts slowly rose with the fabric - only to descend with a hefty bounce and a loud slapping noise once they were finally free.
Seth was feeling light-headed, forgetting to breathe as he took in those gorgeous twin mounds, erect and perky nipples pointing his way. Her tits just never seemed to stay still, demanding more and more attention.
He ached to touch them again, but his hands were bound tight. He could only look and lean his head in close... Dalia giggled and stuck her chest closer, as if daring him to try and motorboat her. And try he did... but she put a hand to his forehead, keeping him just at bay, frustratingly close yet oh so far away. Seth flicked his tongue out to try and get some kind of contact with her heavenly bosom, which got another eyebrow raise out of her.
"Oooooh, you want a taste?" she purred, "Well don't worry. You'll get your fill soon enough~"
She held her hands behind her head and arched her back as she wiggled back and forth, letting him watch in awe and desperate need as those breasts danced a mesmerizing dance before him.
Now only in her thong and choker, she grabbed Seth by the hair and pulled him to the center of the room. Her hands greedily ran across his abdomen as she stepped around him. "Now the real fun begins." she cooed, "And just remember... you agreed to let me do whatever I want~"
Dalia ran her breasts up and down, then side to side across his exposed back. The soft heavy tits massaged his back, stiff nipples digging against his flesh like scritching fingers to a devoted pet. Pleasant vibrations billowed from the contact as she wrapped her arms around him again, a tight snug hug as she pressed her bosom flush against his skin, slowwwwly flattening against his back.
He moaned and groaned, eyes shut tight in bliss as he focused on the feeling of those tits. Meanwhile her hands ran down his abdomen and to his crotch... her left hand cradled his testes while the right took hold of his fat throbbing member.
"Mmmm, you're so hard, Sethy. So hard for me~" she whispered before tenderly stroking his rigid cock, "Does that feel good? Hmmm?"
This was an abundantly stupid question as he was too busy spasming and groaning with delight to even answer. Dalia's skilled, experienced and soft hand did its magic, squeezing his shaft and running up and down his substantial length. She jerked him with a practiced elegance, her hand gliding up and down his member... the stimulation was overwhelming.
"Ohhhhh GOD!! OHHH YES YES YES! PLEASEEE, don't... don't stttooooopp!!" he howled, his voice pitiful as he begged for release. He jerked his pelvis back and forth, running his cock along her hand as he searched for more and more of that addictive friction. Any moment now and he'd blow.
Dalia smiled wickedly. "Mmm... sorry, but... my house, my rules."
It happened out of nowhere. She released his cock, dropped to one knee and then swung her arm up between his legs.
Seth's eyes shot open, wide and full of betrayal as he felt her deliver the low blow, her bicep slamming into his big dangling testicles. He cried out in a high pitch yelp as his intense pleasure was swiftly replaced by an unruly pain. He had never been hit in the balls before and the shock of the moment nearly caused him to collapse.
"Raaaauuggh, wh-what the hell?!" Seth choked.
"You agreed~" Dalia reminded him before rearing her arm back and delivering another, slamming her arm right into his nuts a second time, and then came the opposite arm for a third - her forearm bashed his genitals this time.
Tears began to form from the pain as he squirmed and struggled and tried to get away but Dalia grabbed at his hips and held him in place. He realized then that she was much stronger than him, there wasn't much fighting back.
"Wh-why are you... doing this...?!" he croaked, only to receive a fourth shot down where he was most sensitive. His eyes began to roll into the back of his head from the sudden ballbusting onslaught.
"Shhh shh shh shhhh... just one more, baby." Dalia remarked, one hand fingering herself as her opposite reared back. This one was just a straight up uppercut, her bony fist punching his dangling nuts hard enough to make them jiggle and swing.
Seth fell to his knees from the anguish, crying out in pain, "Agggh, I knew it was... too good to be true...! H-How could you...?!" he shouted, lip quivering.
Dalia stood back up and patted him on the head, her touch turning gentle again, giving him some mixed messages. He looked up at her to see her massive breasts dangling heavily over him... she locked eyes with him, and her expression was a lot more tender than he was expecting.
"There there..." she said, ruffling his hair and stroking his cheek, "This is just part of the game, and don't worry - we're still playing. I'll make it all better, baby... I promise this will only make the pleasure all the more intense."
He wasn't too keen on believing this, but he couldn't really fight back anyway as she pulled him to his feet and laid him on his back on the bed. She moved his hands so that they'd be above his head instead of behind his back, letting him lay flat.
"Mmmm, did big bad Dalia hit too hard...? Hmhmhm, here. I know how to comfort you." she remarked, giving his sore, swollen balls a little kiss before climbing up on the bed with him. She crawled slowly atop him, letting her massive, soft breasts run across his abdomen and slowly drag up to his chest. Dalia kissed Seth deep on the lips, her tongue invading his mouth and wrapping around his own.
Seth moaned deeply into her mouth... he couldn't stay mad at her for long. She was a helluva kisser on top of everything else and he quickly found himself lost in the makeout session. Her tongue escaped his mouth just to lick his cheek and then down his neck, getting him quivering in delight again.
His cock had softened after her low blows, but had just sprang back to life - even bigger than before it seemed. Dalia's massive thighs squeezed against his ribs as she kept crawling up before letting her massive breasts hang just inches from his face.
"Still wanna touch them...?" Dalia asked.
Seth looked to be in a trance, eyes wide as dinner plates as he took in those majestic, pristine tits. He nodded slowly.
Gradually, careful as can be, she lowered her breasts upon his face. So soft and massive, they melded against him, pillowy and doughy... Dalia just kept leaning down further and further. Quickly Seth's oxygen was cut off by her smothering breasts, but the bountiful bliss of her bust was more than enough to compensate.
He didn't need to breathe, her breasts were giving him life...
“Heheheh… feeling better now, little guy?” she asked with a honeyed voice.
He wasn’t even sure what she was talking about, having already forgotten about the assault on his groin. He was much too enraptured with her womanly chest.
Dalia grabbed her breasts and brought them together, squeezing them snugly onto either cheek. Seth moaned deeply, muffled by the thick flesh. She smirked at the vibrations.
She shook her chest slowly, running her fat tits across his face from one side to the other before pressing them flush and firm, totally engulfing his head. Dalia was generous with this smother, giving him ample time in her ample bosom.
After a few minutes had passed she raised up, letting Seth gasp for breath. He hadn’t even realized how close he was to passing out until he finally started getting some air back in his lungs. His chest heaved, panting as he watched her wiggle her tits tantalizingly in front of him.
“Mmmm, that’s right. Suck in that air, put your head above water for a spell.” she remarked with a playful wink. “Lemme know when you’re ready to hold your breath again. I like a man with a good lung capacity~”
Seth took a few seconds to breath deep before looking into her eyes… the titillation had gone to his head, his cock throbbing now. Emboldened by the horniness, he shuddered, “More…!”
Dalia grinned upon hearing that and went in for a second helping of smothering. This time she changed tactics, leaning over to give him as much of her left titty as possible. She pushed hard, enough to make him groan as the single tit was more than enough on its own to smother his face, forcing him to sink within it. She wriggled to rub it in all the deeper, before switching sides, shoving her right tit into place instead.
She repeated this again and again, giving him a thorough smothering, before wrapping her arms around his head and pulling him deeper betwixt her tits. Gradually she pulled him further and further forward until he was sitting up... and she was sitting in his lap, letting her humongous ass press against his engorged member. Seth quivered with delight as her enormous soft ass cheeks hugged his shaft, an intense jolt of sexual energy firing through his veins.
What she said before about the ballbusting sounded ridiculous. But as it turns out, his cock and balls were more sensitive now than ever, his body quivered and shook from the slightest contact with her bountiful assets.
As she wriggled her hips into his crotch, she let him nuzzle his face into her tits for a while before pulling his head from her breasts. His eyes were glazed over as they met hers.
"Sethy... didn't you want to taste them? Hmmm?" she asked with a little swoon, holding a breast aloft mere inches from his face. He smiled widely and nodded, before licking her nipple.
Dalia shuddered from delight, a reaction that urged Seth on, as did the taste. It was sweeter than he could've ever guessed, and so he buried his face into her tits again, this time with his mouth wide open. His tongue lapped at the cushiony flesh, hungrily suckling upon her erect nipples.
"Mmmmmmnnnngh, yes... right there. I LOVE that." she purred. "Let me take up all your senses... my tits are all you need in the whole wide world~"
Seth's moans intensified as the soft voluptuous warmth threatened to take him in deeper and deeper, he opened his mouth wide to suckle upon her teat. The taste... the feeling... it was addicting, he couldn't possibly get enough.
“Mmmmmff, Dalia…! Daliaaaaa…” he groaned between licks. He was hers, wholly and completely, yielding to her body.
She squeezed her tits tightly together as he ran his tongue between them. Dalia cooed contentedly, “Mm, you’re doing such a good job, baby. You’re a natural when it comes to worshipping my tits. I might just have to play with you like this again and again~”
This continued for a bit longer before she hugged his face with her breasts one last time. With a playful slap of her titty against his cheek she knocked him back down to his back.
“Of course, when my tits get this much attention, my booty tends to feel a little neglected…” she pouted, before turning around and waving her majestic ass Seth’s way. She looked back at him with a come hither gaze. “Mmm, this ass needs attention too, don’t you think~?”
Seth nodded blankly as he stared, entranced at her shapely round ass.
Dalia playfully wiggled it as she crawled backwards before slowly lifting that booty up and letting it smack down heavily against Seth's face. He was smothered by twin mounds again, this time of the bootiful variety. He was in Heaven as she bored her weight down upon him, eagerly grinding against his face.
"Go ahead, show me how well you worship asses now!" she commanded.
Seth obeyed, eagerly kissing her ass, quite literally. His lips planted one deep smooch across her backside after another.
Dalia giggled at his shameless display, happily shaking her hips to make sure he gets every square inch of the thick doughy surface.
"Mmm, you know there's a bit of an advantage to this position. From here... I've got full access to your manhood." she remarked, staring down at his engorged erection and swollen balls. "My oh my, that big gun of yours looks ready to fire."
She ran her hands teasingly down his stomach and to his crotch once again. She massaged his tender balls - they felt no pain whatsoever from her delicate touch. Teasingly, she ran just the very tips of her fingers up his quivering shaft and playfully gripped her thumb and forefinger around the head of his cock.
"You should walk around with a lot more pride than you do, yannow. How can you act all timid when you're slinging this bad boy around?" she teased. Seth felt a rush at her flattery, no woman had ever even seen his dick before today let alone praise it like that. She chuckled to herself, "Then again, I do love seeing you all red-faced. So if you did start to get cocky on me, I'd probably have to humble you. Hmhmhm... you might like that, though~"
Dalia leaned down, further pushing her ass into his face as her own face sank into his crotch. She took his dick into her mouth, just for a few seconds - enough to let him know what it felt like, enough for her to get his taste. She sucked it deeply, earning a loud groan of ecstasy that ended up muffled in her ass, before raising up with a loud pop.
"Mmm. Yeah, your cock is ready for me, and I'm ready for it too..." she cooed. "Well, almost. Just a moment, dear."
Dalia raised herself off of Seth, once again just in time as he was breathless once more. He was thrusting his cock in the air, aching for relief. He watched as she stepped back over to her dresser and pulled out a bottle of lube.
Seth was awe-struck at the sight as she turned to him and let him watch her empty the bottle upon her chest. She diligently rubbed the lubricant into her flesh until her massive, magnificent heaving breasts were slick and shiny. She sashayed over to the bed, bosom bouncing mightily with every step, before she crawed back onto him.
"Now then... where were we? Oh yes. You were becoming my new favorite seat~" she winked before sitting right back on his face, bouncing playfully upon him. She leaned over and grabbed at his thighs. "Kick your legs up for me, would you dear?"
Seth complied, stretching his legs out for her as she grabbed and pulled them. She managed to roll him until his head was the only thing still touching the bed, with her sizable ass keeping it firmly pinned to the mattress. She hugged his hips and buried her face in his crotch again, nuzzling his cock and licking at the tip.
"You've been such a good boy, Sethy. Time for your reward~"
And with that she took hold of her breasts and slapped them onto either side of his erection. She gave them a good long squeeze, letting the soft flesh yield to his rock hard arousal. Seth outright howled from the pleasure, it was a sensation beyond anything he'd ever experienced.
She ran her breasts up and down his solid shaft, slowly massaging his genitals with their welcoming warmth... thanks to the lube they easily glided across his member. He grunted and groaned and began to thrust his cock back and forth, fucking her tits as they titfucked him in return.
"Mmhmhmhm, yes, you like that don't you? No... no, you LOVE it. Hnnngh, you're a slave to these tits, you long for nothing but my tits... isn't that right?" she moaned, her tone getting more aggressive the more she pumped his cock. "Paizuri from me beats sex with anyone else! Isn't that RIGHT?!"
Seth moaned a loud affirmation deep into her ass before continuing to kiss those supple booty cheeks with reckless abandon. It's not as though he'd know the answer to that... but he didn't doubt it for a moment.
Gradually she sped up, thrusting her breasts up and down, up and down, up and down the dick harder and harder... she switched from moving both in unison to alternating, and back again. Those gargantuan breasts hugged his cock tightly as she worked, administering masterful paizuri. She'd done this many, many times before, and took pride in emptying the balls of any man who touched her titties.
The friction was overwhelming, frying Seth's brain as those breasts sped up to terminal velocity, an absolute blur of booba as the titfucking reached its fever pitch. He buckled and spasmed and squirmed beneath her until finally, he hit that peak...
He came furiously, seed erupting from betwixt her tits and up into the air. A stray spurt of cum was about to fly onto her face, but she tilted over and caught it with her tongue instead, happily swallowing it. Meanwhile Seth was lost in an orgasmic wonderland, floating amongst the clouds of bliss as pure pleasure overtook him.
He'd lost all sense of time and space… he’d forgotten where he was, even who he was. And he remained in that state for who knows how long.
When he returned to the world of the living, he found that his hands had been freed. Seth and Dalia were lying together, her on her side as she kept Seth curled against her bosom, letting him use her magnificent breasts as his personal pillow.
She noticed his stirring and smiled warmly. “Welcome back, lover. Hmhmhm, what do you think? Pretty great tits, yeah?”
Seth nodded, smiling ear to ear as he nuzzled into her bosom.
“So tell me, babe. Are you feeling spent yet?” she asked, before gasping, “Oh…!”
Seth surprised her by reaching up with both hands, grasping and massaging her mammoth mammaries. She giggled, “Guess that’s a no! Good… I’ve got plenty more where that came from~”
She gripped his shoulders and rolled him over, pinning him down. She leaned in, titanic tits pressing deeply into his bared chest as she went in for a deep kiss, the beginning of round 2…
