She was matching his rhythm just right and he knew, and felt, that he was just about ready. He didn't want to stop, he wanted to fuck her all the way down, dig a fucking tench, and come as deep inside her as he could. He wanted to, it was an animalistic part of him, but he knew that he couldn't. He had to pull out, but he kept going for several many more strkes, just to push it, but he felt that burning pressure build up, and he sat up.

He hissed when he slipped out of her, grabbing a hold on his erection and pumping the shaft, his head back and his eyes squeezed shut as he finished himself off and releasing a low breathy "Fuuuuck...." when he came, hot and warm and the sea air kissing the slicked burning skin as his seed coated her thighs.