Good build quality

“Is it okay if I stay quiet for a little while?” Sanddy asked in the aftermath of Robert releasing another gluey bolt of precum. While he would have exploded into another gallon-sized orgasm at this point if he had kept fucking Sanddy’s pussy, the nature of their conversation since he’d pulled out of her hadn’t exactly led to him being pulled back especially far from the brink, and nor had the sight of her facial expression when she had begun squirting out her climax.

“Yeah, sure,” Robert hurried to reply, again feeling as though he had no idea what the sentiments were that Sanddy was acting on, “why?”

“Well,” the naughty smile that Sanddy broke out into as she stretched that one word out for as long as possible led Robert to decide that he needn’t worry about the rest of her response, “you tend to blow your load when I talk to you, and I’d really, really, like to watch you jerk your cock for me.”

“You do?” Robert asked as Sanddy’s gargantuan boobs jiggled in the wake of the streamer of precum that he had just sent their way, with the hypnotizing spectacle of the two taut and firm orbs of perfectly shaped titflesh bouncing about on her chest resulting in him letting loose another blast of the lucid, sticky fluid.

“Uh-huh,” Sanddy smiled at Robert as her nodding of her head resulted in thick gobs of cum raining down all around her, her voice becoming more seductive as she added “you like to watch me play with my pussy, don’t you?”

“Well, yeah…” Robert replied as he wrapped his right hand around the thick trunk of his meaty fuckpole and watched how her fingers slow crept closer and closer to her honey box.

“And it’s the same for me,” Sanddy began and then bit her lip as she followed how Robert began to pull his hand back over his cock, a low sigh flowing out of her mouth at the sight of the sixteen inches of tumescent fuckmeat bucking in the air in response to Robert’s moving of his arm, bending one of her long, toned legs to plant one stripper sandal against the floor while her delicate fingers continued their journey down the etched muscles of her womanly stomach.

“You’re a sweet, handsome guy with a huge fucking cock, and it just makes me feel good that you’re beating your meat on account of me,” Sanddy then stopped talking and closed her eyes as her clit was caught between her index and middle finger as she continued to slide them down across her crotch, finally opening them again to look at Robert with smouldering bedroom eyes that left him spending a second or so fearing that the sudden weakness of his knees wouldn’t go away.

Feeling his pinkie come up against the point where his massive pillar of vein-corded fuckmeat met up with his dangling, oscillating bull-balls, Robert began to move his hand forwards again while keeping his eyes peeled on how Sanddy forsook her clit to instead pry apart the smooth and swollen lips of her luscious cunt and put the pink, glossy innards of her sex up on display.

At first letting out a giggle and then drawing a deep breath at how Robert was rapidly increasing the speed with which he was fisting his cast-iron hard, lamppost-thick cock for her, Sanddy twisted her hand to the right and placed her thumb against her clit, beginning to rub the thickest of her fingers against her tender pleasure button and making an effort to match the frantic pace with which Robert was sending his hand back and forth along the length of his member, with her pussy growing more wet each time that the cumslit which was pointed straight at her face released an ample jet of precum which went on to either decorate her face or hair or to make her two heaving, proudly swelling mounds to jiggle and tremble.

Robert was now so close to blowing his load that he barely noticed the unsteady tapping of the platform sole of Sanddy’s stripper sandal against the floor as both of her legs were reduced to jelly once more, though it was a bit more difficult to fail to register her high-pitched screaming or the rich gushes of girlcum that exited her pussy at high speed to splatter against him, leaving his chest and stomach pattered with her juices as she shrieked out her orgasm.

Then Robert jerked his cock one last time before throwing his head back to look up at the ceiling with his eyes closed and his right arm twitching as he struggled to maintain control of his wildly throbbing cock as the first portion of his creamy load came bursting out of his pisshole, with that first rope of jizz turning out to go on for so long without interruption that the front of it had already drenched Sanddy’s angelic face before the end of it had come rocketing out of his expanded cumslit.

With his cum-pumping testes pounding against his thighs and his cock continuing its struggle to burst free of his grasp, Robert dropped his head forwards and slid open his eyes to look at Sanddy, aware of the fact that he was no longer the recipient of her squirting juices.

If he hadn’t already, Robert would have shoot his load as he looked at Sanddy, because even with a torrent of balljuice washing over her, leaving thick deposits of viscid spunk attached to practically every part of her body from the top of her head down to her knees, with some of it ending up splattered onto the wall behind her or on the table on which she was seated, the foxy young brunette was looking straight at him, with a salacious smile on her face.

“I guess we should look for it,” Ian said, though it was pretty clear from the way in which he was admiring Felicity that listening to her carry out a phone conversation wasn’t precisely on the top of his list of options.

“Yeah,” Nurse Pennyweather agreed, “good build quality though, even if I don’t expect that testing how your product stands up to being doused in cum is exactly a standard procedure within the telecommunications industry.”

“Guess not,” Ian smiled and hung back and watched how Nurse Pennyweather sauntered over to her desk, relishing how it seemed to come perfectly natural to the buxom nurse to sway her juicy ass for his benefit as she set out to find her phone.

“Fuck,” Felicity groaned as she tried to come to terms with the sheer amount of jizz that was now decorating her office, “and I thought things were messy before you and Laura showed up.”

“Well, we hadn’t seen each other in a couple of hours,” Ian tried to explain while feasting on the sight of Felicity standing there, her balled-up hands pressing against her waist and her long legs far enough apart that he could see her pussy from behind.

“You know, normal couples show that they’ve missed each other by kissing a little more than usual or actually saying that they’ve missed each other, they don’t fuck each other like crazy and leave some innocent bystander’s office completely covered in jizz.”

“Felicity, calling you innocent is a bit of a stretch.”

“What,” Felicity looked past her shoulder to smile wolfishly at Ian, “you’re telling me that my going for a wide-eyed and virginal look has been an out and out failure?”

Ian was about to respond to that, but was cut short by the phone ringing again. This time around, Nurse Pennyweather was close enough to it that she could locate it and thrill Ian by bending forwards to pick it up from where it had ended up on the floor.

“Nurse Eat Hers office, who am I speaking to?” Felicity answered the phone while looking over at Ian and pointing at the cum-decorated sign, not realising that he and Laura had accidentally modified it so that it now simply read “N… e”.

“Yes, uh-huh, alright. Yes.” The phone conversation was a pretty brief one, and Felicity’s part in it was primarily to make a series of monosyllabic utterances before finally hanging up.

“So, who was it?” Ian asked Felicity.