"Mmmmm… that sounds delicious," she whispered, adding emphasis to "delicious" by squirming faster and squeezing harder on his deep-seated cock.

Her breasts rose high before him, and he dove to recover them in his mouth… and then he picked up the rhythm of the contours of her body again, feeling himself move up all the way in her.

The moment was near when he would throw his load into her sucking tunnel. He held back with all his might, concentrating on stopping the oncoming explosion. His balls were on fire and the warm water licked at them with little tongues of wetness. Everything was against his stopping now, but he squeezed his insides into a knot and waited, trying not to think about the tit that had just slipped out of his mouth and sent a bouncing nipple across his face. But he couldn't ignore the sobs and moans coming from Cynthia as she worked her warm water orgasm to its fullest.

"Take it, baby, take it…" he coaxed her on, gathering his come for the inevitable blast that was about to be triggered off.

Cynthia shook her head dreamily and smiled, feeling his come enter her depths, warm and filling, thick and shooting.

But Cynthia wasn't the least disappointed that his throbbing meat was filling her belly with creamy delight. This wasn't the end, she thought, only the beginning… and her thoughts went racing ahead as his big cock was still diving and dipping in, sliding in, opening the wet downy tunnel of her cunt completely as she whimpered and crouched down low for him. She knew he'd save the best for last and watched his face for a telltale sign as he withdrew. And she caught the sign… a cute smile as he ran his eyes over her body and licked his lips. It meant the gnawing hunger was beginning to chum inside him. That eating hunger that could drive her mad!

Jay slid back on his haunches and pulled Cynthia to a standing position before him. His eyes lapped up every inch of dripping softness, while his hands slid back over her hips and gripped the matched globes of her firm ass, squeezing and pulling the balls apart. Then his eyes locked on the dripping triangle of hair just inches from his face, and Cynthia's eyes became fixed on his mouth.