What's next?
Burp out his own cum
After stroking his Greek god crafted cock; Frankie finally came everywhere, his uniform being a hot, milky mess. While Frankie looked, sullen, near-submission, and bashful as all hell instead of cocky, he was helpless under the domination of the jobber. You took as much cum as you could and did something unique you'd taught yourself recently—you'd call it the "cream train"—and tried to sop up a lot of the extreme, thick, musky cum with his asshole as the medium. After that, you perched your fat ass onto his face and unloaded all of his cum by farting it out, giving him an unorthodox facial as milky, disgusting liquid kept soaking his face and down his neck. "The caboose has left the station!" You say, before laughing and smiling in sheer bliss you actually were able to beat Frankie, the Mob Boss. "Now burp out your cum and submit." He said, still farting out the last of the cum on his face while he does as told and burps some of it up, feeling queasy and finally submitting, cum reaching crevices of his body that they normally shouldn't while you happily get awarded a win.
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