The Prosecution Rests…

As I fall down to the floor and attempt to recover from my orgasm, my mind snaps back to reality as I hear a grunt and a growl above me. When I look up I get an amazing view of Mr. Namor stroking his fat, throbbing cock above me, teasing me with the sight as I quickly get up on my knees, open my mouth wide, and stick my tongue out as I moan sweet whispers to edge him on more.

“Come on~! Come on~! Please~Please~Please~! Give this slut your cum~! Give me your cum~! I neeeeeed you to cum for me Master~!” I moan now, my eyes glossy and soft as I start to jiggle my tits teasingly below him. Mr. Namor didn’t respond, at least verbally, but after a couple more seconds he lets out a low growl as thick, juicy cum begins to erupt from his cock and cover my face and tits.

“Fuck yes~! Is this what you wanted, whore~?” Mr Namor asks as he strokes his cock and paints my pretty little face with his hot, juicy load. I look up at him, tongue sticking out of my mouth, letting out soft, slutty moans and giggles as I feel his warmth spread across my body.

Once the torrent of cum finally began to slow down I let out another quick giggle as I sat up straight, and softly began to run my lips and tongue along his shaft, cleaning him up from my own juices, as well as just savoring a final taste of him as I drunkenly play while I clean him off.

“Yes sir…” I whisper now, licking the head of his cock to get a better taste of his sweet, salty, delicious cum as it stains my lips now. “This is… exactly what I wanted…” I giggle teasingly as I continue to play with his cock, almost on autopilot, as he stands above me with a smirk.

“Now…” he asks, grabbing me by the chin and forcing me to stand again as he takes his free hand and grabs into my ass nice and hard. “If that were a real case… who do you think would have won?” He growls, his hand grabbing my ass firm and possessively now as I let out another quick giggle and a smile.

“You would have… sir~” I whisper, arching my back slightly to make my already fat ass pop even more in his hands. He smirks at my answer, and I feel a playful smack grow across my ass again.

“You’re damn right… just like I’m gonna win the real case later on.” He chuckles, before eventually letting go and taking a quick step back. “You really made a fucking mess of this place… and yourself.” I look down at myself now, tits plastered in cum, and I can only assume my face looked very similar. “Don’t clean up…” Mr. Namor says with a wicked grin. “But, you do need to leave. I have real work to do. So, put your clothes on, and leave… but keep my cum on your face until you’re out of my building.” He says with a quick chuckle, as he starts to pick up his clothes.

“Yes sir.” I respond with a small giggle, bending over nice and slow for him as I start to pick up my skirt. “Whatever you say… sir~”