Cash's head sinks back into the soft grasses,  "Oh thank the gods, I was worried that'd never stop."<br/><br/>He doesn't even seem to be concerned that the both of you are now literally covered in his gooey sticky semen.  Then it dawns on him that his cock is still hard.  He doesn't seem to be concerned but he does ask.  "So, I'm not complaining exactly, but I notice that I'm still quite erect.  Is that magic or do I just need another round of fucking?  Because I'd be happy to take care of things if it's the latter, if the former then I'll be a little concerned."