Fight back

I reflexively push back up against his hand. In the process my mouth detaches completely from the cock and the first blast of cum ends up going into my nose. The next few end up on my face.

Eric says, “Make sure it doesn’t get on my seats guys.”

No worries there, I’m practically inhaling it. I have **** but to use my shirt to wipe my face, Eric has no tissues in his car. Worse I have to blow my nose into my shirt to get the cum out. I’m a little annoyed with Lewis.

“What the hell were you trying to do?”

Lewis says, “I just didn’t want to get any cum on Eric’s seats.”

I doubt that is the reason. More likely he wanted to see if he could deep throat me and launch it straight down my throat. Before I can say anything else, the car stops and Eric announces, “Ok kids, we’re here!”