I wrap my lips tightly around his aroused penis, and it's as I'm doing it for the very first time. I have so much saliva, I could just lick it all day long. But I don't. I'm playing with my huge boobs now. I know he'd like to touch them, a pleasant bouncy surprise just outta my tight top. They're soft, but he doesn't know that yet. It's a continuous present, there is no past and the future begins from tomorrow morning. It's now. I place his cock between them, they're so big that his cock just disappears at first. He's panting, moaning, he's my missing piece, now reunited in an ardent TitJob that will make him cum harder than ever. I'm keeping my boobs tight together as I spit again, this time right into my cleavage. Zealous like a zealot. The cum squeezes out in little jets on my fair skin, it's warm and each of the 250 million spermatozoids in it is a kaleidoscopic universe, which encompasses all our infinite mornings, past or future in this continuous present.