My Face

Up until the last possible moment, Gabrielle continues to roll her hips, driving herself to the hilt, then pulling back until her crown, alone, is in my mouth. Finally, her fingers tighten and she pulls my hair, one hand snapping to grab her cock.

She aims her rod at my face, and the first long, heavy stream of cum pumps onto my skin, striping me from my hairline to my jawline. My eyes flutter mindlessly as I look up at her, and she maintains eye contact as the second stream paints me.

Almost a dozen more follow, but she seems to be carefully avoiding shooting her load directly into my eyes. She continues to stare into my eyes, her lips bending in an increasingly happy arc of a smile, until she wipes her crown off on a dry spot.

Thirteen dense stripes of cum soak my face, covering almost every square millimetre of flesh. She watches my hands lift, smiling as I clean my face of her cum by rubbing it in like lotion. When my face and hands are dry, she tucks her cock in.

“Fucking awesome,” Gabby swears, zipping and then buttoning, confirming that she's satiated, and has no further use for me, at least in a sexual context. “I should wake you up and see if you're free to hang out for a while. That'd be really nice.”

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Here the story converges with Gabrielle waking me up in Chapter 9: Yes.