Chapter 5 by wicker

What happens next?

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Chelly closed her eyes and tried to make the best of this. She reluctantly admitted Steve was well hung, but it did not change the fact she hated this creep and this was degrading. At least with her eyes closed, she could try to fantasize about sucking off another man.

Chelly was disappointed to find out how much stamina Steve had. She kept her eyes closed to resist the urge to look up and see his smirking, smug face, and she knew he was really enjoying his power over her. She lost track of time until Steve pulled out and a stream of cum landed across her face from cheek to cheek going over the bridge of her nose.

She opened her eyes and looked up to see another rope of cum shoot out of Steve's cock. This load landed in her hair and forehead, and to her horror, she saw Steve holding his phone. He was fliming this.

"You asshole!" she said before a third and final rope of cum landed on her head.

"Better be nice to me unless you want everyone to see how much of cock-sucking slut you are."

Chelly could not believe this. She just sat back on her haunches and panted while she tried to wrap her head around this predicament.