Ask Trish to put her lovely mouth over your cock and dump your load on her tonsils

"I'm almost there," you moan as Trish's soft hand moves even faster on your cock, "Put your mouth over it!"

"What?" she asks in surprise, slowing her wanking.

"We can't leave any DNA evidence," you tell her with a groan, "Catch it in your mouth."

"Oh right, of course," with that she moves around the front of you and drops to her knees. Trish leaned in and put her mouth around your cock, sucking heavily. You moan and lean forward, your hands on her shoulders as she bobs her head up and down on your penis, making soft slurping noises.

With one hand Trish continues to stroke your cock, her head bobbing up and down faster and faster.

"Uh!" you grunt as orgasm hits you and you start spurting your load into Trish's warm mouth. Trish keeps her mouth over your cock and continues to suck and swallow for all she's worth, not wanting to let a drop of potential evidence escape.

"Oh yes!" you gasp, pumping your hips and thrusting more of your cock into Trish's mouth as she squeezes your hard length and slurps the last of your cum from your shaft.

Just as you are stuffing your spent penis back into your pants and Trish is wiping the cum off her hand and chin Anna returns.

"Got the map," she says with a big smile. There are still a few drops of Sammy's cum around her lovely mouth but you don't bother pointing this out as the three of you head off towards Barelle's mansion.