Pull off, start crankin' (Facial)

You pull off of her cock and blink watery tears out of your eyes, bringing your hands up from your lap to wrap around the girth of the cock in front of you. Latching onto the warm span of her mass, and lubricated by your own saliva, you get to work- bringing her thick foreskin back and forth across the shaft. Her cock is so thick that'd you'd need at least another hand to grasp its entirety, your limited appendages doing a valiant yet clumsy job at stimulating her. The gorgeously wet sound of her tight foreskin, slick with your fluids, flapping forward and back across the girth of her bulbous cock-head increases in frequency as you start to crave the contents of her balls, putting a large amount of effort into trying to get her off, even having to shift your whole upper body back and forth to aid its stimulation. The euphony of sounds reaching your ears is pleasing- the lewd sounds of a speedy hand-job, the sweet, feminine moans of your partner and the ever-present, yet not always heard noise of quietly thumping bass.

'Fuck, I'm gunna cum...' the goth-girl reports, at her most breathless and exasperated tone yet. You take the warning as an indication to go faster, eyes now slightly more closed preemptively, against an imminent face-full of cum. Even without her verbal warning, you can feel it coming- at first, gentle throbs against your hands- and not before long, more violent ones approach. Your partner swears, and you feel her cock swell to its biggest extent yet. Your hands gripping the sides can feel the rush of thick contents pass from the base of her prick up towards the head, at which point you close your eyes completely. She swears again, and you can feel a massive glob of her first rope splat onto your forehead. There's another grunt, and a second rope finds its target right on your left cheek, before the true mass of her actual load is revealed- a massive blast of red-hot, viciously thick cum splattering your face, strands hitting every one of your facial features to some extent, even one finding its way into the corner of your closed eye. You reflexively wince against the torrent of primarily dignity-based ****, taking a final fat fucking load right to the kisser, glazing your lips with its white sheen. Your partner sighs, and her cock throbs two last dollops of semen out of her tip, the thick globs defying gravity momentarily, before dripping to the floor.

You sit silently, basking in the after-glow of her orgasm, before springing your singly untouched eye open. Her cock begins to deflate back to its flaccid begins, slowly dripping cum from her tip all the while. Thick goth baby-batter glued to your face, you can't believe you just took your first face-full for a stranger, despite how hot it was. It's incredibly warm and thick, sliding down your face with it's viscosity. Bringing a pair of fingers up to your face, you remove the portion of her wad covering your lid, and start to clean off the rest of your face, bringing in what's on your lips into your mouth for a taste. The small amount that remained on your mouth is taken in- its taste sampled, rolled around on your tongue. It tastes sweet, pleasantly so, but with an incredibly thick texture, you imagine it would've been hard to swallow down. You regret not sticking your tongue out to receive more.

Spying what's left on her cock, you're about to bring your mouth up to it- when your partner retracts, bringing her flaccid cock out and back to her side. 'Wow..' she mutters, still reeling in the aftermath of a huge cumshot- '...I mean, you didn't take it the deepest, but you sure managed like a champ.' You take the compliment, wondering what kind of inhuman would be able to swallow her entire girth. With that, you can see her tuck her skirt back over her genitals, and clear her throat- 'You've been good.' she remarks- 'But I've gotta get back to my show now. Maybe I'll catch ya again sometime, eh?' And with that, her stall door is opened, and you can hear the familiar clacking of boots as she walks away- and as she departs, the same, sunset glow engulfs the underside of the stall- and your view through the glory-hole is replaced by what's expected- the legitimate other side of the stall.

A face-full of cum and a rock hard boner of your own still present, you feel satisfied with your work, yet mildly frustrated that you couldn't finish. Ah well, you think to yourself- there's always next time.