Santana can't help herself

A whimper escaped from Santana’s throat, her balls tightening so much it hurt as she tried not to cum too soon, wanting to enjoy Quinn’s first blowjob. “Oh my god, oh my god, oh fuck oh fuck Quinn Quinn Quinn” Santana chanted breathlessly, her hips no longer in active as she lost control and began to slowly fuck the blonde’s face. Feeling like she was going to blow any second, Santana opened her eyes and locked onto hazel.

“OH FUCK QUINN” Santana shouted, exploding massive amounts of highly fertile cum down the blonde’s throat. Her cock pulsing with each deposit as she released months’ worth of cum. It was too much that it began to leak out the corners and Quinn finally pulled away. The last bursts of her cum landing in her angel’s hair and on her dress. Collapsing down to the ground, her now softening cock resting limply at 7 inches against her thigh, she watched through hooded eyes as an angel swallowed all of her jizz with a surprised but pleasant look on her face.

“Fuck Q” Santana moaned out, “that was beautiful baby, the way you swallowed all my baby juice, but you didn’t have to do that.”

Quinn blushed deeply looking down at the ground feeling embarrassed but still turned on from everything. “I wanted to say thank you.”

“Oh you did more than thank me Q, did you like sucking my cock, Blondie? Feeling my cream fill up your mouth, feel its heat in your stomach? Sliding down your face? God, Q, it looked like an angel was servicing me like my own little angelic cum slut.” Santana husked out.

“San stop…” Quinn shifted, the crassness of her lover’s words causing that tingle she felt earlier to rise up. “It was an anniversary thank-you gift, okay, didn’t you like it?” Quinn asked insecurely.

Pulling Quinn into her arms not bothering to pull up her pants she nuzzled the blonde and with her breath ghosting over Quinn's exposed neck she spoke “I fucking loved it, I haven’t cummed that hard since I first discovered what sex was. Q, that was just the beginning of our anniversary baby, tonight while your daddy is downstairs getting drunk I'm going to come to your room and introduce you to a world of pleasure. I want him to wake from a drunken stupor to your screams of pleasure as I make love to you. I want to fill you so full of…” Santana moaned as she was cut off by Quinn’s lips devouring hers.

“MMM first we need to leave the school.” Quinn panted

Hearing another Bell for the after school clubs, both girls stood, arranging their clothes to look somewhat natural. Santana gave Quinn her jacket when she noticed the stain on her uniform, then they left together, both going their separate ways with a kiss of the promise of “tonight”