I cum! But... Monica wakes up

The couch was definitely shaking at this point, but I didn't care anymore. "Mmm, yes," the words escaped my lips. "Fuck you look so hot like that, Monica." I was suddenly past the point of no return. I stroked furiously with my hands, just waiting for the full orgasm to arrive.

But just before the ecstasy, Monica began to shudder and flit her eyes open. My weight was holding her down, keeping her from getting off the couch. Her face scrunched up in confusion, as she saw me.

"Hm?" she moaned in a sleepy voice. "Christy? Huh?"

Her consciousness was returning to her quickly, but not as quickly as my climax. "Monica!" I yelled as I finally came, ejaculating hard, despite having done so not too long ago. Ropes of cum launched from my throbbing cock, and hit Monica square in the face, and covering her tits.

"HM!" she flinched, suddenly much more awake as her face and chest were now quite wet from my cum. I must have exploded five or six loads onto her, before finally coming down from that high. It felt incredible. My whole body was shaking, and I could tell that my remaining pussy was soaking wet as well, dripping onto my pants. But I didn't care. I was too enraptured.

Monica, though, snapped some reality back into me. "Christy?" she asked as she touched her face and neck, confirming the sticky liquid beginning to dry on her. "Wha-" She was clearly confused, the shock and unreality of the situation not allowing her to feel anything else. My mind started to race as well. Wondering how on earth I could ever explain this situation to her? Maybe I should just book it back to my room and explain later, once Violet has a cure?