Dale pulled her away from the wall and dropped her onto the bed. "No, no, no..." she moaned, thinking he would pull out of her. But he didn't—he kept her locked onto his body even while he plopped her down on the mattress. Her breasts rose and jiggled against her sternum. Her bottom teetered on the edge and she lifted her legs up. One of her pumps tumbled from her toes with a muffled thump. The other dangled uselessly from her ankle and bobbed against his hip.

Dale bent over her, pulling her arms up and watching the way her glutinous breasts shined and stretched with ease, the way they...