Simon continued to thrust his shaft into April's tight sex, savoring each pass as if it were the first and last time he would be able to do so.  His lust driving him forward as she shuddered in his grasp.  April in his estimation was in need for shaking loose of cobwebs and Simon knew that she would be receptive to his little tricks.  As April moaned, Simon nibbled on the side of her exposed neck as he felt her tighten up on him.  It wouldn't be long now...<br/><br/>Then April came, and  Simon felt her canal flutter around his shaft intent on milking him in her glowing moment.  Simon continued to slowly lift April and set her firmly on his iron rod, still stiff, unyielding, and withholding his load from spilling into her womb.  "Say nothing, my love.  Just embrace me..."  He continued to make love to her feeling her nectar trickle down his legs, hotter than the shower water.  Simon was nearing his own pinnacle with each thrust and he drove April's weary form onward in pursuit of his own climax.