Tabitha led Jon into her house. Jon was treated not only to a sight of her gigantic boobs bouncing as she walked, but also the sway of her shapely ass, encased as it was in her tight jeans. Jon assumed that they were going to the kitchen or living room and was suprised when they entered her bedroom. The bed had already been set up, but was otherwise empty. Tabitha closed the door and turned to Jon. She unbuttoned her jeans and slid them off. Her jeans were followed by her panties, revealing her gorgeous pussy, framed by her dark pubic hair. "Suprised?" she asked posing sexily.
Jon gulped, feeling his cock stiffen. "A little," he said. "But, sex? I mean, we just met."
Noticing his hesitation, Tabitha ran her hands across his chest and said, "It's all right. I want you to make love to me. You think that, because I'm a tomboy, I don't like guys? That I don't get horny? Trust me, we tomboys like sex just as much as other girls, if not more so, and we get a lot kinkier. I do want to eventually get married, to feel my husband inside me, planting his seed in my womb. I want to be able to tell him that I'm pregnant, to carry his child, give birth and nurse my babies from my oh so luscious breasts." With that, Tabitha hefted her massive breasts and thrust them in Jon's face. "Come on, Jon," she moaned. "Please make love to me? I'm so horny. You have no idea how much I need you right now."
Jon needed little persuasion. Off came his clothes and the two of them calmbered onto Tabitha's bed. Tabitha moaned and purred as Jon stroked her boobs. Jon grunted as Tabitha gave him a hand job. Soon both reached the breaking point. Jon jumped on Tabitha, forcing her legs apart and thrusting his manhood into her awaiting womanhood.
