Derek smiled down at Kristina's hand as it traveled down her body. He was of course perfectly okay with her helping herself cum. His big cock seemed to fit her perfectly as his strokes became harder and faster. "Fuck," he moaned as he began building to his own climax. He kept on playing with her nipple and kissing that sweet spot on her neck as his pace began to make the couch thump slightly against the floor.<br/><br/>Even though he had dreamt of this moment for years, he was nevertheless surprised at how incredible it felt. His only regret was how it took some form of mind control for her to finally do something about her secret longing for him and his body. His thoughts came careening back to the present in the best way possible when he felt that familiar tightness in his balls, and knew he was about to cum. "Fuck, Tina, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna--!" Whatever else he was going to say was chased from his mind and his lips by a long, loud moan as he arched his back and thrust inside her as far as he could, his cock pulsing hard as he painted her insides with his seed.