Feeling you lightly bounce up and down was driving the poor lad crazy. He was nearing purple in his face ready to blow. His hand trembled and shook continue to train on your foxy teats. His sack swelling with the large load you had built up. Once you finally pounce down, pushing the head to your womb entrance it happened. Through your mental command the flood gate of seed opened.<br/><br/>Your boytoy's eyes rolled back and you felt the warm sensation of being stuffed full of thick gooey cum. He shook and twitched under you for near a minute before his body went limp. Most of his body, while his arms fell to his sides, his cock was still good and hard. However the long night had took it's toll on your little plaything too as he passed out after he came. Moving statues is hard work after all.