The pause sent chills through her. She couldn't control herself and pressed the wet mop of hair against his face, then rubbed it over his mouth, nose and chin, until he stopped her with a snaking tongue-dive into her drooling cunt. Hot flashes shot through her mind from the probing, licking, sucking tongue.

When the fire in her was reaching a peak, Jay stopped and turned her around. She knelt and backed into his face, eyeing the upright cock whose head was just below the surface of the water.

Jay felt absolutely refreshed and relaxed now that he'd shot his load. He spread the smooth cheeks before him and buried his nose in the deep crevice, slobbering the crack with playful, wet kisses, enjoying the taste of this sleek, slippery skin that never saw daylight. His eyes feasted on the roundness, firmness and elasticity of her ass, marveling at the sexual desire her crack stirred in his balls.

"Where'd you ever get such a perfectly shaped ass?" he asked, admiring the overall view Cynthia presented in this position.

"My older brother whipped it into shape for me," she cooed back at him. "Kiss it, Jay, the way only you know how to kiss an ass."

There was no hesitation on Jay's part; he spread the cheeks wide, curled his tongue into a point and shot it into her asshole like a dart, snaking, twisting, driving it up and up the tight tunnel as far as he could go, running out of tongue but not tunnel.

"Ohhhh… Jaaaaayyyyy…" she groaned, then dunked her head in the water and filled her mouth with his swollen prick. She sucked and gobbled the sweet meat until her lungs screamed for air, then came up gasping, squeezing his tongue with the strong muscles that surrounded it.

Jay withdrew his tongue and proceeded to nibble on the firm balls of flesh, licking the crevice to send chills up her spine, blowing on her asshole, kissing, sucking and shooting his tongue into it.