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Riolta’s epithet actually made Quinlan’s body convulse a little as he kept jerking his cock, almost as if the massive-breasted slut had latched onto the perfect phrase which had some talismanic, incantatory potential which would stimulate him into relinquishing his load. In order to keep himself sufficiently calm as his body was racked with orgasm, Quinlan concentrated on breathing loudly and in a measured fashion through his nose, holding his mouth clamped shut, so that all that could be presently heard in the corridor was the concerted sound of his controlled breathing.

Riolta, on her knees about five feet from Quinlan, had one hand on her hip and the other one doing nothing more elaborate than pointing directly at her face, with her mouth wide open and the tip of her tongue waggling at the wizard, protruding as far as it would go in his direction.

Finally, Quinlan came, and the first thing to happen was that a metre long rope of cum projected from the tip of his pulsating monstercock and flew through the air, catching Riolta on its downward projection, drawing a line of thick white semen all the way from the top of her head, down her forehead, down her nose, over her mouth and chin and down her neck, bisecting her massively projecting tits.

Quinlan pumped his cock again with his right fist and elicited another similar sized burst of cum that leapt from his dick and followed a similar trajectory to the first, Riolta catching this one full in the mouth on its downward path, the gluey rope splattering against her tongue and spinning to wrap around the extended organ before droplets of the tail of the burst spewed from her mouth and chin.

The next shot followed immediately after that one and Riolta didn’t have any time to compose herself before this burst, travelling through the air more horizontally than the preceding two, smacked straight into her right eye, pasting it shut and blasting a wad of white goo against the side of her nose with a thick line of semen extending downwards from load this which curled over her top lip. Around the time that this exceptionally sticky burst attached itself to Riolta’s face, the gorgeous megaslut compressed her lips together and **** much of the huge load that had been blasted into her mouth out over her lower lip so that a fat dollop of jizz eased down her chin just beneath her lips.

After this Quinlan unloaded another burst which again spewed from his dick in a line about a metre long. He had aimed his cock ever so slightly upwards and Riolta had also moved her head slightly, so that the next blast blurted out of his spasming cockend, arced a little higher, and then cascaded down on the megaboobed slut. This one literally drew a line of jizz on Riolta’s hairline, crowning her head almost literally from ear to ear, much of this rope of cum not even connecting with the archeress and instead spinning past her right ear to land on the ground some few feet behind her. By the time this had smacked into the floor, the wad that Riolta had released from her mouth was attenuating into a gooey rope that was extending from her chin down towards her collarbone, where it detached, separated into two halves, the part which had separated off dripping between her cleavage, the part which stayed there clinging to her chin.

The next burst from Quinlan’s quivering cockend was a bolt which jetted from his cock with surprising velocity which tagged the archeress, now leaning back as the succession of blasts spurted into her, just above her left eye, catching her with a somewhat glancing splat against her upturned face but leaving her with a thick line that went from the top of her left eyebrow all across her forehead, the line extending into her lustrous hair and the remainder of this spurt once again flying behind her to smack against the tapestry behind. Quinlan modified his course once more slightly and sent the next bolt of jizz a little higher which described a parabola in the air and sailed downwards to glance against the other side of Riolta’s forehead, much of the sticky bolt extending past this and coursing over her hair and touching the tip of her ear. The tail end of this ribbon of cum went slightly past her head and slapped into her hands that was still pointing at her face.

At this point Riolta had perhaps two or three seconds at the most to collect herself before Quinlan fisted his convulsing prick another three or four times, with all that could be heard in the corridor his deep, regular breathing through his nose. Shortly thereafter Quinlan released another bolt of jizz that smacked into Riolta’s right eye, much of it collecting on her eyelid, the rest being scattered up to stick against her forehead. The wizard kept on his single-minded pumping of his organ and jacked another squirt out of his dick with almost missed the boobed babe completely the volley shooting just over the bicep of the arm, the hand of which was still pointing at her own face, with a few droplets pattering onto her shoulder.

So far all this had taken about ten seconds and Riolta’s face was patterned with jizz, her eyes shut already at the drenching that she was receiving straight into her gorgeous face. At the beginning, as the first couple of Quinlan’s spurts found their mark onto her face, she had grimaced ever so slightly at the impact of the hot cum onto her, her eyes clasped shut quite tightly, but as further wads were projected from the wizard’s spurting cum-cannon into her face, her expression had become slightly more relaxed as she accepted the inexorability of the creamy deluge.

There was, after the first ten seconds, a brief hiatus, and Riolta, without being struck in the face by a bolt of semen, suddenly relaxed her face totally and broke instantly into the most delightful grin, a broad smile on her lips, a husky laugh escaping her throat which bubbled into a series of giggles. Although she had been holding her upper body quite rigidly for the first ten seconds of cumshots, her instant mirth and laughter relaxed her somewhat and her torso and arms were gently convulsed by giggles. At that point Riolta opened her eyes ever so narrowly and tried to look at Quinlan through all the cum that was dangling from her eyelashes and that had been blasted into her eyes.

Immediately another splash caught Riolta directly in the face, then another and another, and as she kept giggling, Quinlan spent the next ten seconds jettisoning another ten spurts that arched in the air and landed on her smiling face each splattering down on her. At this point cum was hanging in jewelled droplets from her nose and at least four separate points on her jawline, coursing off her face in creamy rivulets. A huge web of cum now clung to the left side of Riolta’s face, and her nose was attached to her lips in three or four places. There were about a half dozen white stripes in her black hair.

Riolta succumbed totally, and used the hand that had been pointing at her face for stability, putting the flat of her hand against the floor behind her and locking her arm, which allowed her to lean backwards slightly as the monstercocked wizard continued to plaster her with cum.

After about a minute Quinlan had released about forty-five metre-long spurts of cum at Riolta, who by this time had her other hand locked behind her as well, her face tilted upwards, and her tongue stuck out, still Quinlan kept pumping. The five feet of floor between Riolta and himself was streaked with dozens of white lines as his cock continued to spit huge loads at the massive titted archeress. Quinlan was aiming at nothing except her face and seemed to hit what he was shooting at most times.

Quinlan continued, cumming at the same rate for twelve full minutes, releasing in that time almost five hundred metre-long ropes of sperm onto Riolta, who by the end, looked to Quinlan like a melted candle.