Over her face

With you release near, you abruptly pull out. As you step back, you watch her body sag on the table, misguided relief flooding her as she thinks you've finished with her.

Grabbing an arm, you flip her over on the table, before clambering un on to it. The small plastic table rocks under your weight, but holds, as you haul yourself atop your victim, staddling her shoulders.

You grip your cock and begin to stroke it, her teary face directly below. You slap the cockhead down, hitting her cheek, then her lips. Leaning forwards, your balls rest on her chjn. Grabbing a handful of her red hair, you wind it round your meat as you continue to jerk it.

"Time for some cream on your face, my pretty little cum dump. Then everyone will know what a filthy cum rag you are."

Her skin is soft and warm against your balls and you can feel her warm tears against your thighs along with the cold leather of the belt that is still around her neck. Quickly you go over the edge, jet after jet of sticky spunk rainjng down in her, splashing her eyes and nose, matting into her hair.

As you subside, you slide off, regaining your breath and slowly redressing. You free the belt from her neck and she slips to the floor. On her hands and knees she shudders, your cum slowly following gravity's pull. As you move to leave you see that her move to the floor has unknowingly provided her brother with an opportunity as he stealthily captures her ruined face on video.