He goes to Maria

Looking down at the cum tub of his own making, his cock still sputters to the comatose girl. She lay in the tub squirming and moaning, but had not yet come back from her dicking down.

The extra cum had some unforeseen consequences as now John was riding his own high of testosterone.

He’d clearly heard Maria outside, yelling about something. So he decided, since she was awake again, he'd go see her. He had the whole day off, after all!

Walking through the house to the backyard, he finally caught sight of her.

Maria was rubbing up herself, exploring her body. It had certainly changed since last he saw her. Licking at her fingers, her gaze noticed John. She had certainly grown taller, almost to his height. Maybe 6’ 3”, her body was stacked like a runners. Toned muscles danced lightly under her skin, even her ass had noticeable growth. Her hair now flowing down her lengthened back. But all of them dwarfed by the changes that had shown in her chest, riding high on the shelf of muscle underneath. They had grown past grapefruits, still soft pointing to the sky defiant of gravity. She had been a solid 7 before, now quickly approaching a 10.

She made her way directly to him as she saw him, eyeing her over. He’d only made a few feet out onto the patio before she rushed up to him. He hands absently falling onto his member, twitching into her touch.

“Oh god, John. I’ve never felt like this.”, she rubbed her face fiercely into his crotch. He could very clearly hear the sharp breaths as she breathed him in. His intoxicating scent of the muscled sexy machine causes her juices to further leak down her leg in steady streams. Her breathing became more and more ragged.

Wrapping her larger orbs to either side of his tool. John the **** hands of Maria work at his rod. It slowly twitched to life at the soft hands vigorously exploring him.

Up. he thought. Giving only a beastly grunt in response.

He pulled her body, pulling her up from his tool. Pinning the tool between the two of them, as he dragged her up the rod to his mouth.

She shook against the strain of the steely dick trying to push her back, she felt its heat, its strength.

“Mmph, John. God, you are big. Oh, I need it.”, she found the pre glistening up chest. He absently worked the sides of his turgid tool.

It was all a bit too much for him, this needy breathy chick grinding her sex on him. Her hands working up and down, her eyes transfixed up to him.

“I’m gonna - “, he started to say, when he felt the slick wet pop her mouth finding purchase on his leaking head. The final moans reverberating through her mouth on his rod sent him over the edge.

Cum! He thought, his hand held the back of her head thrusting slightly with a grunt.

Her face filled all too quickly from his increased volume. She tried to swallow as much as she could in vain. Her stomach took as much as it could before she finally released her lip lock him. Still he pulsed further ropes onto her face. Still trying to hold her mouth open to catch more, even it leaked all over her. He could only hear the throaty groans muffled by the still slick cum filled neck.

He carefully helped her up the nearby patio table, it was the closest thing that could hold her. He laid her down on the table, her stomach clearly distended from the gallons he’d pumped out into and on her.

Now laying bare to him, her hand absently and aggressively rubbing her clit. It was clear that she was saturated with want. His ears catching the tell moans echoing from inside as well, barely pulled at his gaze away from Maria.