Helen panted heavily as she lay on the ground, her belly rising and falling rapidly. After a moment of rest, she looked up at you and said between breaths, "Alright... last one." She took the final melon from the counter and placed it on top of her already distended stomach.

With great difficulty, she managed to lift the watermelon over her head before lowering it back down onto her belly. Her face turned a deep shade of red as she struggled to breathe, let alone swallow.

It seemed like an eternity, but finally, Helen managed to force the last melon down her throat. Her face was beet red from exertion and embarrassment as she lay on the floor, panting heavily. "I can't... I just can't..." she gasped between breaths.

After a few moments of rest, she mustered enough strength to push herself up onto all fours. Her stomach was stretched to its limit, and it looked as if she was carrying a basketball under her shirt. "

With a lustful moan, Helen pushes her costume aside, revealing a thick, veiny cock jutting from its hiding place. It stands tall and proud, leaking pre-cum as it waits for your eager mouth. She spreads her legs wider, giving you easy access to her meaty member. "Go ahead," she pants, arching her back slightly. "Suck it... suck it hard."

Helen's eyes widen in surprise before she bursts into laughter. "Oh... well... all right then," she says between giggles, sitting up straight on the table again. "First things first, get a good grip." She reaches down and guides your hand to her cock, helping you find the right angle to hold it with.

"Now, start by taking just the head into your mouth," she continues, moving closer so that her body is flush against yours as she speaks. "Use your tongue to tease it a little...