Watch him cum

...Until it burst. With a grunt, the sleeping giant began to cum all over himself. Kailla tried to keep up, pumping his cock as the pre-orgasmic twitches turned into full-bodied blasts of ropey spunk, but the power of Stren's ejaculation was too much for her. She watched in breathless awe as his veiny meat-serpent spent its load in a series of heavy, pudding-thick cumbursts.

His shots sent most of their load flying high into the air to come raining down across his stomach and chest, all the way to his face, with sound like first heavy raindrops of a storm. Kailla, **** for a taste of the fresh, masculine elixir angled the pulsating shaft towards her, earning herself a glutinous, white slash across her breasts and collarbone. Another burst splashed onto her face, the thick spunk stood out white against the tanned skin of her cheek. The ropes of semen clung to her skin, quivering as they hung unbroken from her dainty chin and almost painfully-erect young nipples.

She breathed in the scent, letting it fill her head. It reminded her of the smoke the elders used, that made them go into trance and speak with the gods. Kneeling in the moonlight, she licked her lips rapturously, scooping up as much of Stren's load as she could, raising her hands to her mouth and letting the cum dissolve on her tongue. Her body throbbed and pulsed, more satisfied than she had ever felt in her life. She swallowed. She continued licking the glutinous cock-jelly off her glistening body, lapping it up and savoring its rich, salty musk before gratefully gulping it down. Her lips closed around a stiff brown nipple as her tongue scooped up the semen that decorated her firm breasts and trickled town her cleavage. She imagined Stren's mouth closing around her breast. How would his teeth feel? Would he be rough and brutish or playful and sweet?

She wanted to slurp up the thick strings on Stren's body. She wanted to wrap her lips around the sleeping warrior's softening prick, to coax it back to its barbarous fullness and make it burst and flare inside her mouth! But she restrained herself, feeling unworthy of such a gift.

When she had cleaned all the spunk off her body, Kailla let herself fall back. She sat cross-legged beside the slumbering warrior. Miraculously, even such a powerful orgasm hadn't woken him up. He sighed in his sleep, a line of semen still plastered across his chest, up to his cheek. Kailla stifled a giggle at the sight. She leaned down and planted a kiss on his cheek. Her lips sucked up a last, delicious drop of sperm, cleaning his sleeping face.

She looked up at the sky. The moon was creeping towards the horizon. Morning was still an hour or so off. Her head felt clear, her senses sharp. She looked down at Stren again. Now that both the fear and lust that had clouded her mind all of the previous day had been banished, she considered what a strange man the sleeping giant was. How long did he say he had he gone without food? Nine days? It was impossible for a man to survive even a week without food or water in the wastelands! And the way he had butchered that lizard... He was clearly a dangerous man. And yet she couldn't bring herself to suspect or fear him, too innocent was his sleeping face...