Tarzan.

Tarzan looked at the beautiful and sweaty Jane lying on the bed in front of him. Her legs were splayed wide as his cum continued to flow out of her pussy. He watched as she reached out for his cock and began to stroke him.

"Ooooh, Tarzan," Jane said through a post coital daze. "What came over you?"

Tarzan didn't speak as he felt the blood rushing back into his cock. As his erection grew, so did the hunger again. Jane squeezed the rapidly hardening cock and Tarzan knew that he would never let another erection go to waste.