Let them hit your face

The other jets drew thick white lines across your face. One almost got into your nose but your nostril defended you and the cum slid to your upper lip. Another picked up your eyelashes again. The other was so strong that it hit your hair and a little on the car dashboard.

Walter groaned loudly and left you in that situation, with one eye open and a dirty face. His head was thrown back, while he held his dick with one hand and your head with the other. He had already finished coming, but he still held your hair as tightly.

“Ah, that was… good. Very good".

Only then did you realize how hard your own dick was in your pants. You blushed when you felt your underwear luscious from your own cum.

"And me...", you went to say, and a little bit of Walter's cum entered your mouth. "Mmm!"

"Oh, wait", Walter opened the glove compartment and pulled out a handkerchief, and then threw it in your face. He wouldn't help you clean and you had to do it. The cum was very thick and sticky.

"You can go back to your place," he said.