Gerald's year-long absence from intimacy had made him desperate to pour his seed into a woman, and he felt mortified that he wouldn't be able to last as long as he'd hoped. After about ten minutes a low groan emerged from deep in his throat, and he felt the need to whisper into Joyce's ear, "I'm gonna come!"

And he did, pouring what seemed like an ocean of his most precious fluid into Joyce's vagina. She gratefully accepted every drop as he grunted and moaned on top of her. She didn't always feel a man's come in her pussy, but this one she felt--she could hardly have failed to do...