Over your face

You question yourself over whether you have time to get him back into your ass but the salty taste seeping from his shaft makes you think if you pulled him away from your mouth it would just explode all over your face. It strikes you like a ray of light, how could have you forgotten the Lords commandment to receive a mans 'blessing' on your face! You mentally thank the Holy Spirit for your continued guidance.

You pull your mouth off the rod, your mind recalling the image of the girl having her face sprayed with seed, her face slightly tilted back, the member just in front of her face, her nose maybe. Her hand wrapped around it, pulling on it. You replicate her position as best as you can remember.

You feel the first blast against your face and with it the relief of knowing you are doing Gods work, each successive strike reaffirming your faith. The liquid striking your cheeks, over your lips and down your chin. It lasts a scant few seconds, your mind wanders for a moment if there would be a way to make the experience last longer; perhaps if you had a succession of different men? You pull your wandering thoughts back to the here and now.

You note a bead of the off white goo adhered to the tip of the prick and pull your face, and at the same time your hand, together. That last bead growing as you milk the final droplet onto your face before releasing the pole and dropping yourself down to sit on the vaguely sticky floor. The man is giving some compliments and thanks but the sound washes over you as you are held in the embrace of your loving God who has a plan for you, his willing servant.

It seems like no time passes at all before a new cock is presented to you. What would the Lord have you do with this one? You are now naked and the Lord has commanded that you suffer so as to better understand your fellow man? You suppose that can wait as this piece of man meat is soft and would be unable to make you suffer, how should you firm it up?