Finish

Alice’s whole body tightens. Her free hand grips the edge of the sink hard enough to turn her knuckles white. A raw, broken cry leaves her throat as the orgasm hits. She squirts hard, the sudden rush spilling around the base of your cock and splashing onto the tiled floor in messy pulses. Her legs shake. She keeps pushing back against you through it, cunt clenching and fluttering in rapid waves while the clear fluid keeps coming.

You fuck her through the worst of the quivering, loving the wet heat and the complete loss of control, until the clench becomes almost too much. Then you pull out with a wet sound. Alice turns the moment you leave her, drops straight to her knees on the damp floor, and looks up at you with open, hungry eyes, mouth already open.

“On my face,” she says, voice rough. “I want it.”

You stroke the thick, glistening length twice and unload. Heavy ropes of cum stripe across her forehead, her cheeks, the bridge of her nose. More lands on her tongue and lips. She stays exactly where she is, eyes open, taking every pulse without flinching, the mess dripping down her chin and onto those stunning breasts still half-exposed under her open top. When the last spurts finish she closes her mouth, swallows what landed on her tongue, and stays on her knees looking up at you, face thoroughly marked, the small washroom silent except for the sound of both of you breathing hard.