Out

The thief grips my hair and finishes on my face. His big hot load glazes my face as he shoots adeptly, covering ever inch of my face. My eyes are glazed shut as he lets go of my hair, I reach up to wipe the spunk from my face.

"Don't you fucking dare." I hear him pull something from his jeans. "I want you to say, 'Thank you Jamaal for letting me live and your big cumshot.'" I hear a phone beep.

"T-thank you Jamaal for your letting me l-live and your hot juicy load." I wank my flaccid cock, imagining the scene. I hear him gather his booty and run off and I kneel in the alley, jerking my cock until I cum again, before cleaning up and heading home.