Fill ‘er up

‘Well… it’s a good thing I don’t need air’, Liz thought.

She counted no fewer than nine spurts of jizz being shot down her.. Was it a throat? It felt like just a continuation of her mouth and she could taste everything..

The hot thickness glided down her tongue, the flavour salty a little bit sweet. Maybe he eats lots of pineapple?

It felt like forever, but eventually the cock stopped oozing it’s seed into her.

She felt his flesh slowly slide out, and she realized with a bit of horror, that her lips were catching all of the cum that coated his cock as he withdrew.

If she had eyes they would have widened “It’s not leaking out..”

All of it was resting on her tongue, but it felt almost as though there was some **** muscle movements.

She felt it all slide down her throat…