Cynthia didn’t have much to worry about, she soon realized, because Devon drew back until the tight ring of her anus gripped the thick rope-like ridge of his corona, and then he drove it forward, sending every throbbing inch of his massive erection as far into her bowels as he could get it.
“OH FFUUUGGKKKGGKK!” Cynthia wailed incoherently as she climaxed, her orgasm starting deep inside her and blossoming throughout her body in waves of ecstasy. She gripped the sides of the pad on top of the table even harder, her knuckles white. With her face pressed into the pillow beneath her, she gritted her teeth as she moaned through a tremendous release. She could feel her oil-covered breasts beneath her, smashed into the massage table as she arched her back even more, mounds of slippery tit-flesh oozing out on each side.
“OH FUCK… SO DEEP… SO FUCKING DEEP,” Cynthia groaned loudly as Devon kept fucking her in the ass, slamming his huge cock all the way into her with every powerful thrust. Cynthia could feel him grip her hips firmly, but that didn’t stop her from rocking back and forth, riding his big horse cock with everything she had.
Cynthia came again, moaning and drooling on the massage table, the pillow she’d had beneath her head sliding off as she thrashed about, her slick oil-covered body glistening just as much from her sweat as from the oil.
And still Devon kept fucking her ass, wave upon wave of blissful pleasure flowing through Cynthia as she rolled her hips back at him, the sounds of their oily bodies slapping together filling the tent. Cynthia came again, her backside on fire from the intense sensations, but she never wanted it to stop, never wanted to go this long ever again without feeling the pure luxurious pleasure she was feeling of having a hard cock, a big, thick, hard cock filling and stretching her needy rectum.
Cynthia had thought getting fucked in the pussy by Devon was amazing, but this ass fucking he was giving her was on a whole different level.
“OH FUCK, MISS, I’M GONNA CUM,” Devon called out as Cynthia felt his prick get even stiffer inside her.
“NO!” Cynthia called out as she whipped her head around. “IN MY MOUTH. COME IN MY MOUTH!”
Devon quickly withdrew and scrambled around to the side of the table, his hand wrapped around his throbbing cock. Her body numb with pleasure, Cynthia quickly turned her head and opened her mouth. Through glassy eyes, she saw the wet tip of his immense rod fill with milky-white fluid for a split second, and then a long white strand of cum shot forth, right at the instant he plugged it between her wet lips.
“OHHMM…” Cynthia groaned in pleasure as her lips closed down beyond the massive helmet, the spewing cockhead filling her mouth with what she loved. She felt Devon reach forward and grip her head, holding her in place as she flexed his hips back and forth, his throbbing cock bucking and shooting into her sucking mouth.
“GLLMMPPHH…” Cynthia swallowed, her mouth absolutely full of thick rich spunk. But Devon kept ejaculating, rope after rope of warm pearly seed filling her mouth. Cynthia felt it leaking out the corners of her mouth, so she swallowed again, and then again, her mind swirling with pleasure as Devon flooded her mouth with cum as he gave her what she thought was the biggest load yet.
Finally, his spitting cock slowed, the final vestiges of his climax ending as she sucked out the last tasty morsels of his semen. But Cynthia kept licking and sucking, pleasuring the beautiful cock that had just been buried in her back passage. She loved the taste of their combined juices, the scintillatingly illicit flavor making her whimper with excitement. She drew Devon’s cock out of her mouth and pulled him closer, her tongue sliding down to his soft sack, lapping up the remnants of her pussy juice that she knew had gathered there. Finally satisfied, she drew back and propped her head up on one elbow, a smile on her face as she looked up at Devon.
The big black man stood next to her, and the smile on his face made Cynthia think he looked like a man who’d be happy if he died there on the spot, with life having nothing better to offer to him than what he’d just experienced. Maybe that was true, maybe it wasn’t, but to Cynthia, that’s what she saw in the smile on his face and the look in his eyes.
“Is my temperature okay?” Cynthia asked teasingly, continuing their little game.
Devon smiled broadly. “”Well, if you ask me, I’d say you’re pretty hot. Sizzling hot actually.”
Cynthia reached out and wrapped her hand around Devon’s cock, noticing that it was still almost totally hard. She loved the way that all the men here were so quick to reload. “Oh my, that can’t be good. Maybe you didn’t get a very good reading on this thermometer of yours.” She started to stroke it, feeling it start to stiffen and lengthen within her grasp within seconds.
“Maybe you should take my temperature once more, just to be sure,” Cynthia said as she arched her back and rolled her hips once more, Devon’s eyes immediately going to her sumptuous rear end, her tight little hole winking at him in invitation.
Devon took Cynthia’s temperature for another twenty minutes straight, only this time he gave her a blast of cooling medicine deep inside her bowels, the best he could to try and bring down her temperature.
As Cynthia lay there recovering, semen leaking from her puffy bumhole, she looked over at Jim, his hand and cock covered once more with two loads of his own seed.
“Devon says my temperature’s perfect, honey,” Cynthia said. “I’m so glad I’ll be able to enjoy the rest of our vacation. I can’t wait to see what happens next.”
Cynthia could only smile as Jim looked back at her, totally speechless.