Focused on lifting one time and another the massive, heavy barbells that my huge hands are holding easily, with my eyes focused on the blonde bombshell running at few yards of me, I barely pay attention to the newcomer. My eyes keep roam over busty, muscular Aphrodite. Somehow, her words make its way into my mind. "Blonde or raven? Who cares!!!".-Part of my mind thinks.-"All of them finally screech in ecstasy under me!!!".-My mind begins to remembrance the uncountable women that have succumbed to his massive manhood....manhood that is awakening of a lethargy.<br/><br/>"...boobs....".-I can hear, and my lecherous imagination begin to work, placing my large hands on her large, bouncing orbs of flesh. No matter how fake could be.-"Large is better!!!".-Such a though is a kind of motto on my life. Large muscles, large cock, large boobs. Fucking a table doesn´t arousal me at all. I need to knead her cantaloupes while my rod make its way back and forth into her crotch with rhythmical frenzy...a rod that is throbbing noticeable under my lycra pants.<br/>I feel as the origin of the voice goes to my side.-"... What would you even do with her....".-My mind is already pounding her anus while her sculptural legs keep running on the treadmill. My hands are already tearing apart her sport bra, revealing her  unnatural big, rounded boobs, ready to be squeezed by my large fingers....I grunt by the effort of lifting the barbells...a grunt mixed with lust as my virile member seems on the point to explode in a orgasm just imagining the fact of fucking with the blonde, busty amazon.<br/><br/>But I have already finished the series.-"Who the hell is bothering me???".-I wonder to myself.-"Why do you talk with....me....?.".-I begin to say harshly, facing to the feminine voice at my side. My eyes find her deep cleavage, made with a pair of one of the most magnificent pair of knockers I have ever seen. I am really tall, but I am quite surprised to be in front of someone taller than me. Then, I raise my head to see her face...<br/><br/>Almost immediately, the blonde object of lust that filled my mind begin to disappear, replaced by a black haired, extremely voluptuous black haired amazon. A crocked smile of satisfaction and approval to the giant beauty in front of me.-"What´s up, beauty? What can do 'The Man' for you?".-I ask her while my eyes roam over the rest of her curvaceous body. Larger is better...and the sculptural, giant, busty brunette at inches of me is offering much more than the blonde athlete....larger buttocks, larger legs...larger boobs-"Sorry, blondie. I will fuck you other day...".-I think with a smile on my lips, staring at the eyes of the raven bomb shell..-"Not bad...not really bad but...why do you think you are woman enough for the great John Strong?".-I say her, tensing little by little my large frame, showing her the swollen definition of my large, titanic body.