On his cock

As much as I couldn't take my eyes off his face and how wonderful he would look with my spunk covering him. I had a flash of genius. I realised that there would be no explaining why he was waking up with sticky cum on his face. But, if I came on his dick, it could be assumed that he had jacked off and just cum hard. I hoped that anything he might remember of this, being a dream, which he had really gotten off to and had blasted a load. That thought took me over the edge and I let rip blast pump after pump of hot sticky white jizz over his dick. I moaned loudly as I laid out my pent up spunk. It was a big wad I have to admit. I looked down, swaying a little from the **** and the energy I had just used up. I was suddenly tired. But I was nothing if not chivalrous, I would not leave my "date" like this. I knelt back down and took up his now very sticky, very slippery dick and began stroking hard. He was also close from our previous frotting and moments later he added his own spunk into the mix. A couple of ropes shot up and hit me in the face. I grinned, thinking I would get my own back later. But for now, I scooped up the cum off my face and swallowed it. Then, I took my phone and took some very choice snaps of what I had just accomplished, took my dress and skipped to the bathroom. After a short time, I emerged from the bathroom, feeling refreshed and saw my sleeping beauty covered in white sticky gold. Then I made myself at home in the spare room and went to sleep.