Big Red wants to play but catches me tired and limp. They toy with my soft cock, plying it with their plump lips and slippery folds. Once hard they mount me and ride the air currents established by the fan, impaled from below and swaying above. Requiring greater purchase than their lofty form can manage, I invert our love making and thrust upward into them with passion and focus. My balloon receives my cum like a votive offering to a pneumatic deity
