Diana And Fade Sitting Near A Tree, F-U-C-K-I-N-G
Fade may be half Diana’s weight (she tilts the scale at over 200 pounds), but he won’t let all that whale blubber get in the way of him fucking her cunt silly. Set in a tropical background, these two imagine they are adrift at sea with nothing to do except screw each others’ brains out. That’s exactly what they do, with Diana’s Titanic bulk notwithstanding. Fade saws away at those flaps like his whole life depended on it, and this Fatty Mommy squeals and squeals in appreciation. She feels as light as a raft on the ocean with a piece of driftwood for company, but a turgid driftwood at that.