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Chapter 9 by dirtykentman dirtykentman

Will she make him cum, and where?

All over her face

“Oh fuck yes, you are going to make me cum slut” he informed her with his breathless growl. She wanted to taste him, feel his cock explode in her throat, and as she felt his cock swell she was sure she was about to.

He clearly though had other ideas, and as she was preparing herself to swallow his flowing cum, his hands in her hair pulled her head back, dragging her off his cock. It bobbed free from her mouth, and she almost whimpered in disappointment as it did. But the sight directly in front of her instantly made her realise it was fine, that she was still going to get what she desired, only in a different way.

His cock, wet from her mouth and throat, stood proudly in front of her, the tip almost pointing at her. With one hand still curled in her hair, holding her in place, his other hand reached to his cock, and he begun to stroke it hard and fast right in front of her.

She knew from his breathing and frantic stroking it was only a matter of moments, and even as that thought run through her head, she clearly saw the shaft of his cock pulse, sending the first load up to the head. And as she watched, she had the perfect view as he begun to cum, the slit of his cock opening, the hot liquid firing out, right at her.

He held her tight, and all she could do was close her eyes, and just in time as she felt the first splash of him land over her face. She could feel the line running down from her forehead to her cheek. A loud grunt from him signalled the next blast, and again she felt the warm splash hit her, covering her face in a different place.

She tried to open her mouth, hoping he would slide his cock back so she could take his cum down her throat, but he ignored her, instead letting it run over her face. A third, then forth line of cum hit her, covering her other eye and cheek. She knew her face was covered, drenched with his cum, she could feel as it run down her forehead and cheeks, down her chin, dripping off onto the floor.

At last the hand holding her relaxed, releasing her, leaving her. She carefully rubbed the cum from her eye lashes, allowing her to open them again, and looked up, seeing him looking down at her, smiling even as he breathed hard.

“Good little girl” he spoke, and she glowed from the praise.

Is he done for now?

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