Matt's parents return home.... and I'm wearing a facial!

"Oh Fuck! No, no, no, no!" Matt jumped up out of his skin, nearly tearing his dick from your mouth. You let it go and let him stand up. Oh shit, you frantically look around for something to wipe your face with, I don't want Matt's parents to see me like this!

You had met Matt's parents on a few occasions now when you had been around to study, Paul and Lydia I think, and they were very nice and friendly to you, well Paul was, but you didn't know them that well. You certainly didn't want them to know what you had just been up to.

Starting to panic you decide to just pull your crop top up to your face and quickly start to wipe up the cum with it. Your top is getting soaked but it's better than getting caught with a load on your face, you reason.

"Oh fuck, Em help, I'm...!" you see Matt stood squeezing on to the end of his dick for dear life. He can't help but stare at your pert, bra clad breasts while your top is pulled up.

"I can't..... I'm gonna..." Matt grunts. You must have blown him right to the edge of orgasm, then the sudden jerking out of your mouth combined with the risk of possibly getting caught and the sight of your chest had pushed him over. He was about to cum any second.

"Shit, nooo, move, I'm gonna shoot!"

You hear footsteps coming up the stairs...