Jarrod surprises my by replying that if I promise to give him a baby girl he won't refrain from giving me a waterfall of tears and streaks to wipe and kiss. And that he'll wipe and kiss all my tears and streaks as I hold our girl.

I then feel Jarrod drop his left hand on my right thigh indulging himself in their unrestrained jiggles as he continues. He promises he'll always keep jiggling my thighs even if my body changes. That I shouldn't be ashamed even if it does because he knows I'll bounce back like I did with Jackson. That if need be he'll even work out with me.

"I can't wait to have another child with you. Knowing I'll get your precious tears to do with as I like is just the icing on the cake." I replied lovingly leaning closer and leaving a delicate trail of kisses from just under his eye to his jaw (the trail his tears would follow).

He begins to confess as I notice him blush slightly that he couldn't finish the movie without making love to me. That feeling his thighs jiggling in my hands turns him on just as much as when mine jiggle in his. That he's never felt more love than he did when he wiped and kissed my tears right after jiggling my thighs.

I felt a overwhelming sense of love spreading through my body as I gave him a quick kiss on his lips before standing up to get paper plates from the cabinet in the kitchen, sparing no time returning and plating food for both of us.

Jarrod remarks he thinks I love giving him my tears as much as he loves receiving them. That the longer he's with me the more he gets addicted to them as well as my legs jiggling in his hands. That I have no idea just how many times he's watched the video I sent him of my thighs jiggling or the photo of  my tears and their streaks.

"Yes, I have to admit you're right. I can't get enough of giving you my tears. The only thing more physically and emotionally charged for me is when you give me your tears in return (especially at the same time). I could indulge in them forever." I reply hoping my confession doesn't embarrass him.

Without hesitation I see him quickly lean in and feel him start kissing my tears off my neck, following their streaks up to and including my lips. As he's deeply kissing my lips I also feel him simultaneously clearing the rest of my tears with his the pads of his thumbs and fingers.

As soon as we break the kiss I let out a loud gasp as I feel him stripping me of my shorts and underwear, no sooner stripping himself. I guess he couldn't contain his animalistic instincts anymore as he quickly and without restraint enters between my legs. His fast, strong and deep thrusts make my thighs and calves jiggle wildly with each thrust. He then indulges himself (and me) by grasping, patting and shaking both my thighs and calves until I could no longer contain myself and begin to quickly bathe his member. I felt him forgo holding back as well, as as soon as I began bathing his member I felt him begin simultaneously filling me up.

As I'm nuzzling against Jarrod's cheek he lets out a low gasp before telling me "I can't believe just how strongly your tears against my cheek make my desire to become one with you again just that much stronger. If you continue I'm not sure how much longer I'll be able to completely contain my seed."

With that I turn my eyes downward (still keeping my cheek on his) to notice his tent is slowly losing it's battle with nature. Although sensitive to his plight I can't help love the feeling of my cheek against his so much I decide not to say anything and just stay in our current position for just a bit longer before indulging him with my body.