Cum on her face (roll +control).
9. She swallows and you’re ready to go again.
You still have plenty to give even after your poetry class. Emmy swallows the ropes of your cum as you hold your cock in her throat. She grunts in quiet panic as you hold her down a little too long. You feel her begin to fight for air and you release her.
She coughs as your cock leaves her throat, but her dazed look is one of pleasure. She looks up at you, eyes wide, and sees that you’re still hard.
“Mr. Turner… how…”
“You were showing me your skills Miss Elliot, and it seems you aren’t done yet.”
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