At first Elijah watched his vixen enjoy pleasuring his dick.  It made him feel good to see how much she wanted this, but soon the waves of pleasure started to wash over him and he could barely keep his eyes focused.<br/><br/>Elijah had never considered the need for baseball statistics on a desert island in the middle of the Caribbean...until now.  And he wished to God he knew some, because it was taking every inch of his resolve to keep from ending his night prematurely...again. Elijah had thought he was good to go when Maddi had been just teasing him.  What pride!  What hubris!  What a blowjob!  Granted, the last blowjob that Elijah had gotten was many years ago.  In fact, his seriously distracted brain could not remember ever having one like this.  Maddi loved to suck cock, or at least she loved to suck his and she did it like a nun at prayers, fervently with all her soul.<br/><br/>Elijah gripped his muscles...almost lost it.  As Maddi deep-throated him, Elijah had to give her an ultimatum.  "Aaaahhh...Maddi, you have a choice....aaah...if you continue like this, you will have a bellyful of cum and we will sleep well tonight.  Aaaa...but if you want to...aaahh...anything else, you have to let me catch my breath."