Give her a facial

You quickly pull out and lean back, jerking until the stream of pearly liquid squirts across her face. She flinches momentarily at the sudden spray, but quickly gathers her composure as you splash a string across her chin and neck.

Taking a breath, you lean back against the chair, admiring your handiwork before kneeling down and nipping at Tamara’s clit again. She screams and tries to wiggle away from you. “No, John…not again…it’s too much…” However, another nip on the clit proves it’s not too much as Tamara cums again.

As she hangs there, her arms a bit limp and her chest heaving with each pant, a surprising thought crosses your mind, one you never would have considered in the past. Do you help her down…or “leave her hanging?”