Tits and tummy

You pulled out and stood tall over her, stroking your cock as she pushed her tits together, making a perfect target. Her body glistened with sweat, her abs flexing, her chest heaving. She looked up at you with flushed cheeks and parted lips, her expression begging for it.

"Right here," she purred, tracing a finger from her collarbone down between her tits. "I want to feel it. All of it."

Your balls clenched as you aimed and released. The first rope splattered across her upper chest, thick and white against her golden skin. The next hit squarely between her breasts, dripping down into her cleavage. You grunted as more surged out, landing across her stomach, thighs, even her hip.

It just kept coming. Pulse after pulse. She whimpered beneath you, clearly stunned by the sheer volume.

"Holy shit," she gasped. "How do you cum this much? I’m soaked."

She ran her fingers through it, tracing lines through the mess on her chest, then sucked them clean with a moan. Her tits were slick, her toned tummy streaked with your release.

"Goddamn," she whispered, staring up at you with awe. "You made me your canvas. I’ve never felt so... claimed."