That last pressure, and the image of her cum-soaked thong was too much for him. He cried out as the last of his control exploded into her mouth. He yelled at the sky - first silently, and then letting loose, unable to keep the feeling inside him any longer. His body pumped cum into her mouth - second after second - vibrating up and down his spine, knees weak. He held himself up only by his sharp grip on her shoulders. In his head, he pushed himself inside her to the hilt, coming again inside her imaginary pussy, biting down on her imaginarily hard nipple.