Kimmie Kaboom…ah…Kimmie Kaboom. We’d like to bump into Kimmie in a dark room. We know she would not hit us with that riding crop. Kimmie might hip check us over the guard rail roller derby-style but never whip us.
Kimmie seizes Tony’s head and jams it between her prodigious, prestigious boobs. A good space to place and encase your face as a neck brace before you get to first base. Each breast appears bigger than his head!
Kimmie orders Tony to lie back on the bed. She climbs on top of him and buries his face. His muffled voice means he is still breathing. Kimmie sits up so Tony can get a handle on her big boobs. She bounces and jiggles and her tits shake and quake in a fantastic display of the physics of boob motion. Then it’s Tony’s chance to suck on ’em.
Kimmie reverses her position and sticks her ass in his face. She wears no panties and her fishnet stockings have a strategic rip in them. Now, he can suck and finger Kimmie’s pussy.
It’s tit for tat so Kimmie helps him drop his jeans so she can suck his dick. Kimmie’s major yabba-doos form a boob shelf on his thigh as she checks his dipstick with her lipstick and squeezes it between her breasts. Tony stands and Kimmie lies on her belly to suck his dick again. She even holds her head still so he can fuck her open, wet mouth.
Kimmie gets on her back so Tony can straddle her and fuck her lovely tits in the classic #1 boob-banging position.
If you haven’t lost it and kaboomed at this point, you can continue on to the fuckin’ hot fuckin’, Kimmie Kaboom-style.
