Yes, for a little while longer

Having had the inadequate cover which his loincloth provided removed earlier on by Zoe, Ian now stood buck-naked in front of the two rolling cameras and tried his best to relax, knowing that that would be the only way in which he could have a chance of holding out for more than a few seconds before releasing another load of cum.

Of course, to actually relax wasn’t the easiest thing to do for Ian, not when Zoe’s expert sucking of his cock had a way of making him go as stiff as a board.

Indeed, the flow of precum was even further intensified by Zoe placing her tongue against the underside of Ian’s cockhead, so that the tip of her tongue came up against the sensitive tongue of skin which connected it to his foreskin, which she quickly proceeded to tease with no small amount of zeal and skill.

“He really is quite remarkable,” Candy said of Ian as she and Gina stood a few yards behind the two cameragirls.

“I should say so,” Gina agreed, “he’s fucked me four times in the last hour or so, and has gone through two of my outfits. Do you remember my black catsuit?”
“Oh yes.”

“Ian made it go white,” Miss Taylor informed Miss Griffiths, “His surname really suits him quite perfectly. He seems to turn everything white.”

“Yes, I must say that I approve of your new style of dress,” Candy remarked, observing how the straps of Gina’s stripper heels dug into her calves and how the rest of her was naked and covered in a glossy sheen of cum and sweat. Indeed, Candy found it hard to merely look at Miss Taylor’s bald, unprotected slit without succumbing to the urge to lick and suck it.

“I had a simple choice to make in order to stop my entire wardrobe being torn apart or drenched in cum,” Gina replied, her gaze remaining fixed on Zoe as she kissed the purple business-end of Ian’s member, “either stop wearing clothes or stop hanging around Ian. And the latter really wasn’t much of an option.”

“Oh fuck,” Zoe produced another husky moan as she moved her across Ian’s cock with one light motion, “if this cock had been any larger, you would have been a fucking tripod.”

“I can’t wait to have this monster inside me,” Zoe went on, and then let out a delighted giggle when Ian’s response to that was the release of another sizeable squirt of precum, “well maybe just a little while…”

“Do you like it when I play with my huge tits?” Zoe suddenly straightened her back and grabbed hold of her tits, pinning her small nipples between her nimble fingers, playing with her massive globes as she sent Ian a look which was as seductive as it was yearning.

“I should very much like you to blow your load on them before I take your cock up my bum,” Zoe declared, eager to find the magic word which would unleash a surge of jizz from Ian’s vein-ridged fuckstaff.

But Ian was quite keen on holding back for as long as possible, the eagerness to impress Tanya Monroe triggering him to do his utmost to resist giving in to the pressure building up in his balls and in his cock.

Ironically enough, it was the prospect of Tanya watching the video which finally did it for Ian, the young man realising that he was no longer capable of holding back any longer as soon the mental image of the porn star legend fingering herself to the images of his cock being pounded into her daughter’s holes had appeared before his inner eye.

Turning off the flash on her camera, Giselle snapped a picture just as the cum came rocketing out of Ian’s pisshole, hoping that she had managed to time her photo so that the image would depict the wide spray of balljuice just before it smacked into Zoe’s face, because a picture of that nature would probably be just what she needed to secure an A in Media Class.

With cum now fountaining out of Ian’s cock, the fact that he had been struggling to keep from ejaculating for so long despite the intense stimulation which Zoe had provided him with now began to show, as the flow of jizz was even more intense in its nature and even more ample in its volume that it had ever been before.

And while Zoe had been able to take a fat dolloping of precum between the eyes without even flinching, she simply wasn’t up to repeating that feat when what was hitting her face was an absolutely obscene amount of sperm, her head being rocked backwards in a manner which sent her thick mane sweeping through the air like a whip.

Even when she was literally faced with such a hail of jizz, Zoe managed to keep her hands glued to Ian’s cock, and tucked its cum-spewing head into the deep valley between her ginormous boobs, the convulsing of the sleek cum-tube being intense enough for her tits to jiggle as the flow of balljuice went on to grace her tight stomach with a thick and glossy sheen.

With his lengthy cumshot finally beginning to reach its end, Ian had recuperated enough to be able to yank his cock out from between Zoe’s boobs, and found that he was incapable of withstanding the temptation of twisting it as far to the left as it would.

It had been a somewhat hasty shot, but Ian was quite pleased with how it had ended up, as was Miss Taylor, who had suddenly found herself having received a jizz facemask.

“I say,” Zoe began, breaking the silence which had followed the end of Ian’s hefty ejaculation, “isn’t it supposed to go soft now?”

“It won’t,” she soon added as she gawked at the retained hardness of Ian’s member, “will it?”

Then Zoe closed her eyes and began to tremble as girlcum came bursting out of her glistening pussy, which apparently was her way of showing her appreciation of Ian’s endurance.