Chapter 22 by Zingiber

Roll +control (+0 total) when you cum.

Miss (she spits, people look)

You erupt, Fairouzeh's expert hand-and-mouth combination bringing you off at the patio table at El Gringo Loco. You blast a big load into her mouth. She makes a strange noise, abruptly stops her motions and straightens up, her other hand bringing a napkin to her mouth. She looks distressed. She coughs, some of your load must have gone down the wrong pipe.

You quickly put yourself away, stuffing your ebbing erection back into your shorts. You see some heads turned your direction with "did-I-really-just-see-that?" on their faces.

Uh-oh. Will Mona vouch for you, maybe? What did that troubleshooting chapter in the Pickup Artists' Guide say about this?