Another BBW fantasy I will never fulfill

Over the weekend, I heard Justify My Love on the radio. One of my fantasies includes that song. It goes all the way back to 1991. In the fantasy, I am sitting naked in a chair holding a long, thick lit cigar (I am a nonsmoker). A BBW slowly approaches me. She is wearing satin underwear and a white bra. She takes the cigar from me, takes a puff and blows the billowy smoke into the air. She puts the cigar in an ashtray, gets on top of me and starts to kiss me as the music is playing. I am kissing her neck and her removing her bra unleashing her restricted, sagging breasts. My hand is feeling her breast while we kiss and her nipples are hard. I then take off her underwear and sit forward. She then inserts herself onto me and rides me. I feel like I am ready to go to convulsions due to her riding me. When she manages to get the cum out of me, she starts to go nuts as it bounces off her walls. After she is done, I am all worn out. She then gets the cigar from the ashtray, relights it, blows the smoke into the air and kisses me on the cheek. She then goes back to smoking the long, thick cigar feeling accomplished.