She Huffed, and She Puffed.
With a huff and a puff…
It was a day when the wind was a huff.
Quite unusual it was, to be so windy.
I thought it would be dandy.
To go outside, and enjoy the scenery.
With a huff and a puff…
All of a sudden a puff.
I turned around to see that behind my house.
A woman, a beautiful woman, in the buff.
Laying on the turf.
Compared to me, I was a mouse.
Each her breast larger than my house.
Quite unusual it was, to be so windy.
I thought, her name must be Wendy,
(Bad joke) at least she did not hear me.
With a huff and a puff…
All of a sudden a huff.
The trees began to bend and shake.
I could not hold on to the ground for my own sake.
I fell over and slid on the grass.
She got up on her knees, and hands.
She took a deep breath.
This was it the big huff.
And with that she inflated her breast.
Her lips were puckered, and ready to puff.
With a huff and a puff…
And with all that she could huff.
She blew me away, and into a tree.
I panicked and tried to flee.
Her arm stretched and caught up to me.
And with her finger she flicked.
I was hurt; she came over me, and blew me a kiss.
She came closer; her breast engulfed me, and gave me a lick.
With a huff and a puff…
And one great big huff.
She sucked me right in, into her mouth.
I tried to hold on to her tongue.
More than just mouth-to-mouth.
She backed me to her teeth with her tongue.
And swished, and sloped between her checks.
With a huff and a puff…
She once again puffed.
I flew out from between her lips.
And I know landed on her massive tits.
So nice and perky, they were.
And I was wet and I slipped.
And slid down, down her left tit.
With a huff and a puff…
She gave a little huff.
I hugged her pink flesh as I came down, till I stopped.
And there I sat on her great big nipple.
I looked up to she her looking at me, and smiled.
Her nipple grew stiffer, the size tripled.
It now was the size of a very, very large horse.
With a huff and a puff…
And I let out a huff.
Well this was quite strange.
My mind was not set, not ready for such a thought.
I felt maybe some primal thoughts, might be sage.
To what place in mind had I been brought.
My own sensations, I could not gauge.
And so I sat there on her nipple, I pondered.
I could feel her motion, swaying, breathing, and waiting.
I realized I could hold back my primal urges no longer.
I wibbled, and wobbled as tried to stand up.
Thus I dragged myself closer.
To the edge of her nipple, and I stood up.
With a huff and a puff…
She blew a quick puff.
With a huff and a puff…
I did too