Yes and Daisy milked him.

Finally, Dylan gasped and tensed. Holding Daisy by the hair, he dragged her up his shaft, watching her on the way. She smiled as she slurped her way off of his balls and licked her way up. She tasted his excess precum on the way before kissing his crown at arrival. There, she returned to stroking him with both hands as she latched onto his cockhead and stared him in the eyes. There, Daisy decided to milk this young man.

Dylan’s orgasm followed quickly, and Daisy was glad to be the one who brought it to him. Pulsing and throbbing in her hands, Dylan gave her thick ropes of cum. He rained it down across her smiling face, soiling her blond hair and leaving ribbons across her slender nose. She closed her eyes and stroked him through it, squealing with delight as he coated her. Dylan, meanwhile, cursed, “Fuck!”

He rammed his shaft against her face, and Daisy laughed through it. She stopped stroking only when he was finished, and then she took the time to stare down his length again. Her smile did not fade, not even when he wilted in her grasp. Even after his climax, she noted that he held some steel, but he was nothing like before. Regardless, he outclassed her husband’s best erection and put her exes to shame.

“I don’t know if I will ever get used to this,” said Daisy, licking his cockhead and smacking her lips afterward. Even his semen tasted good, she thought, and she swallowed afterward.

Dylan gave a breathless laugh. “We’ll just have to keep doing it until you do.”

Daisy echoed his laughter. “It figures that would be your solution.” She smiled, stroking him again to produce another pearl of his delicious semen. “Mm. Not that I’m complaining,” she said as he reached out to palm one of her breasts. He gave it a hearty squeeze before removing himself from her grasp and tucking himself away. Daisy, meanwhile, climbed form the SUV to get a towel from the back.

Three times, Dylan had used her for climax. Three times, he had ruined her. After that, she made sure to keep a few things in her vehicle, including a clean towel, fresh make up, and a new outfit. She cleaned herself and changed, and she sprayed herself with perfume just to be safe. While Daisy liked smelling like Dylan’s semen, the potency of his scent would be difficult to hide. Even with perfume, she was certain others could smell him on her.

Dylan watched her undress and stuff her blouse into a nearby bag. He also watched her slip a new blouse on, her breasts bouncing hypnotically as she tugged and adjusted the fabric. Daisy noticed him staring and laughed, shrugging. “Doesn’t matter how big your dick is,” she said. “Boys will always be boys.”

“Come on. Everybody stares at your tits when they’re bouncing around like that, and you know it.”

Daisy winked at him and laughed as he got flustered. “Okay, okay,” she said, holding her blouse and tugging it in a manner that jostled her breasts. She laughed again as his face went dumb. “Maybe I am trying to get you to look, but who can blame me?” Returning to the front, she reached out and squeezed his dick through his pants before rubbing him idly. “Your big, fat dick is just as distracting as my tits are.”

Dylan groaned. “Fuck, you’re hot.”

Daisy shrugged in response, her eyes fixed on his manhood. “So I’ve been told.” Leaning over her seat, she pressed her face into his crotch and gave it a kiss. Then, she licked it for good measure before sitting up and staring him in the eyes. “I’m sorry to say it, but my lunch break is running over, so I really have to go.” She smiled at him. “We’ll have to continue this another time, stud.”

“Right.” Dylan climbed from the passenger seat and went to his car. Daisy was watching him, following his every movement with lingering, smoldering arousal. Even the way he moved made her feel needy again, and remembering how he filled her only made her want to stay longer. Dylan noticed her want and smiled. “I’ll call you later?”

Daisy, feeling strangely giddy, blushed. She put her arms behind her back and held them there, pushing her breasts forward. “Whenever you want.”

Dylan’s eyebrows went up. “Whenever?” Daisy nodded, smiling, and Dylan smiled back. “I’ll remember that, then.”

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