Pull It Off

You motion towards the base of her member. "Look, that... thing looks like it's growing from inside you. I think if we grab it and-"

"NO!"

"...okay, if YOU grab it and pull, even if you don't like the idea, it might get the thing off." For a few seconds, it looks like she's about ready to dash at the thought of touching it at all, but then she lowers her head and sighs.

"Fine. Let me try it."

Placing both her hands on the long, thick shaft, she closes her eyes and cringes as she gives it a solid pull. A bit of thick black cum splurts from its tip, but it doesn't budge. She tries again, letting out a grunt of exertion and this time getting off a spray that almost reaches you - neither of you had realized that she's aiming straight at you. You're about to tell her to stop when she makes one final attempt at it, pulling with all her might... and unleashing a jet stream of that black latex semen that hits you square in the crotch. She looks up to see what she'd done, and both her hands shoot up to her face.

"Omigosh omigosh omigosh!" she keeps repeating, her eyes fixed on your pants. You just look down in disgust at the thick black glob adhered to the front of your pants. "Holy crap, I didn't... I mean, I wasn't... you know! But... this stuff is weird, you should probably get it off before something else happens."

You know she's right, but at the same time, you're about as willing to unzip in front of her as she'd been just moments ago. Walking around with a bunch of rubber semen stuck to the front of you would be bad, but walking around naked with someone you just met... well, you don't have a lot of good options here.