On her face

It’s been too long since you last saw Doe’s face covered with your seed. Actually, you gave her a facial only yesterday, but it still feels like too long.

You sit up and kiss her, while at the same time lifting her off you. You stand up, your turgid flesh rearing over her as she kneels before you. She knows exactly what you want. She leans in to suck you off, gazing up at you with her beautiful eyes.

Doe is always beautiful, but she's an even more beautiful when there's a good, hard dick in her mouth. Inch by inch she takes you in, until her lips are securely around the base of your shaft. Just as you let out a sigh of contentment, she does the exact same thing. She's enjoying herself just as much as you are.

Nothing lasts forever though, and Doe needs to come up for air. Even then, as she takes great gulps of air, she continues to pleasure you with strokes of her hand.

"Come on," she whispers excitedly. "Give me that seed on my face. Let me have it!" She leans in again to flicker her tongue across your balls, gently sucking on each one in turn.

She returns to your cock in earnest. She seems ravenous, **** to bring you off and get the facial she deserves. She sucks harder and harder, bobbing her head faster and faster until at last you can take no more. She pulls away just in time, leaving only her hand on your penis to bring on your orgasm.

With each forceful spurt of your cum, Doe lets out a moan of joy. It spatters all across her face. Soon she is dripping with it, her smile barely visible through all the semen. Not an inch of her features are spared. It's just how she wants it.

"Yes," she moans. "Mmm, that's so good! Oh John, ohhh..."

Soon enough the pleasure fades and you can see straight again. Nobody can ever bring you to orgasm quite like Doe. You gaze down at her, find her still smiling, and smile back at her.

She is always beautiful, always more beautiful with a dick in her mouth, but nothing compares to the sight of her covered in your cum. The word "beautiful" doesn't quite cover it. There are no words that do.

"That's just what I needed," she says. "Wonderful."

"I'm glad you think so," you reply. "Because it means you're going to love what's coming next."

"Next?" she asks in surprise.

"Of course," you say. "You didn't think that was it, did you? Trust me: there's plenty more where that came from..."