He cried out, gripping her hips tight as he tried to tug her clothes off of her. He was barely dressed at this point, but he needed to see more of her.
He looked like he would die happy under her, looking up with lovesick, almost dumbfounded eyes as he fully appreciated the view for the first time in months.
She climaxed hard and suddenly, so pent up that it didn't take much to force her over the edge. But she didn't stop, she just kept going, even as her walls squeezed and spasmed around him.
He cried her name out as he dumped inside her again, but he never once got soft. She could feel the throbbing pulse as he filled her with his seed, feel every drop being shot into her womb.
She was having the time of her life, loving how he filled her nonstop, gave her everything he had stored in those heavy balls. She could stay like this forever.
He was a drooling mess, moving to latch greedily onto her fat tits as she rode him. Why the hell did he tell her no for so long? What could possibly be better than this?