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Chapter 191 by zankoo zankoo

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Darryl comes on Abbie's face

Darryl took a deep breath, weakly thrusting toward Abbie, but struggling to keep his eyes open.

"Mm, you look like you're ready to come. To come again, I should say." Abbie had a sly grin on her face as she teased him. "Is that what you want?" She stroked his dick and pointed it toward her mouth. "Do you want to come again?"

Darryl reached a hand out to hold onto something, but found nothing.

"I can feel how hot you are in my hand. Your cock is so hot, I feel it pulsing in my fingers." She stroked him harder and faster. "I want you to look at me, Darryl. Watch me. Look at my face."

He opened his eyes, and saw that she was staring up at him intently, his cock red and swollen, her soft pale hands stroking him evenly.

"I want you to come all over my face, all over my pretty face." Abbie's voice had gone husky and soft. She leaned her head back. Quickly, she licked the palm of her hand and went back to jerking him off, now slightly more lubricated than before.

"Oh my god," moaned Darryl. "I feel it ..."

Abbie puffed up her chest and wiggled, eager to receive whatever Darryl had left in the tank.

"Don't hold back anything. Just give yourself over to me. I want to feel your hot spunk all over my cool face."

She ran her hands over his dick, circling the shaft, toying with the tip, and stroking, stroking, stroking.

"Oh that's it," she said, sensing that he was reaching his climax. "Come for me, Darryl. Do it. Come on me. Right on my face, across my face, so you can see what you've done to me."

Darryl's knees had gone weak, and he was fighting to stay standing. Everything Abbie was doing felt amazing to him, but at the same time, he felt tight from having just climaxed moments earlier. Still, he knew he could get that second orgasm. He focused.

"Don't close your eyes. Look at me." Abbie was smiling softly at him, very sexy, very seductive. "Look at my mouth, my tongue." She slipped her lips over his dick again, licking and sucking him. "Come all over my lips."

Darryl took one more deep breath, and felt his body begin to pulse and convulse as his climax began. His legs got tense and stiff, and he jolted his hips forward toward Abbie.

"Yes! Yes, that's it! Come on, do it, come for me." Abbie cheered him on, stroking him even faster. "I feel it, it's happening, just shoot it all over my face!"

Abbie pulled on Darryl's cock, and with another tug or two, she felt a shudder. She tipped her head back and her mouth open, and pointed the tip of Darryl's dick toward her face.

"Oh, fuck," Darryl moaned. His hips shot forward, and with a quick spasm, a thick stream of white shot out in a line, landing across Abbie's lips.

"Mmm," hummed Abbie, extending her tongue a little to taste the jizz. "More, do it again. More."

Darryl pumped into her hands again, and managed two more shots. One landed just under Abbie's left eye. The other went from the tip of her nose to the corner of her mouth.

"Oh my god, yes!" exclaimed Abbie. "Mm, this is wonderful." She licked her lips, tasting more of him. Then she held her tongue out and pushed his dick onto it as she squeezed him. His body jerked a few more times, and with it, a few more spurts of spunk came out and pooled on her tongue. Abbie wrapped her lips around his dick, sucking him clean and dry, swallowing what had collected in her mouth.

She licked him gently and carefully, knowing how sensitive he must be by this point. She softly extracted him from her mouth, and held his dick with one hand. It was still swollen, but had gone a bit softer. With Abbie's other hand, she used one finger to scrape some of the semen that had landed on her face, and pull it toward her mouth. She licked her own finger clean each time, drinking in Darryl's load.


Darryl took a step back, Abbie letting go of him in the process. She continued to wipe up the bits of jizz she could feel from her face, though she knew she wasn't going to be able to get it all. What if I left that there before going back out to the lobby? Would anyone know? She thought it might be fun -- though she also acknowledged to herself that she'd rather play that kind of game with Jake. Mental note for later, she thought.

Darryl was still gasping for air. Abbie bounced a bit in place and looked up at him.

"Round three?" she said. Her eyes held still for a moment, but then she cracked a smile and laughed. "No, don't worry -- I wasn't serious!"

Darryl breathed a sigh of relief. "I may be dead from round two."

Abbie stood. "I thought round two was pretty great, myself."

"You are pretty great, yourself." Darryl nodded first, and then shook his head a bit. He wasn't sure how to feel. He rearranged his pants, tucking himself back in, looking to see if he had left any evidence on himself.

Abbie patted the front of his pants gently, knowing what he was worried about. "Looks great. No one will know a thing." She winked at him. "Except me."

With a chuckle, Darryl turned. With his back to Abbie, he spoke. "I suppose the right people are out there. I just need to figure out how to find them." He turned back to look at her. "Are there more like you in the world?"

Abbie looked away and smiled. She brought her eyes back up to him. "I hope so," she said. "I'm pretty great."

Darryl grinned and nodded. He looked Abbie up and down one more time, then turned again, and walked back down the hallway, disappearing from Abbie's view.


Once Darryl was out of sight, Abbie slipped into the women's restroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. She started to laugh a bit, not because it was anything funny or embarrassing, but because she was filled with the joy of having shared a moment with someone, a moment that, as far as she could tell, meant a lot to him.

She rinsed her hands and washed her face. She giggled to herself when she remembered that she was in the restroom in the first place because she needed to use it, and the last twenty minutes had been quite the diversion. She finished her business, and washed her hands a second time. She took a long look in the mirror, checking her face, her hair, and her dress. Satisfied, she left the restroom, wandered back down the hallway, and navigated herself back to the front of the country club to find Jake.

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