Fay spend the greater portion of yesterday's night doing her utmost to suck every last drop and droplet of the cum from my balls. Filled and fueled with our passion and thirst for the other, we continued to go at it before I could tell I was pretty much shooting blanks.
And by feeding her lower mouth a fresh batch of cum that my balls managed to regenerate over the course of our short night rest, I've once again regained the clarity of my mind, fully drained from all the seeds and desire to spread them around.
'Was it her plan all along?' I thought, yet a single glance at Fay's blissful expression as she sank into the pleasure of being cummed in quickly disproved this theory.
In the end, though, whether Fay wanted to help me clear my mind by simply fulfilling all the desires I had in my groins didn't matter. As in, whether it was her plan or not, she did it anyway.
