Tiffany

Tiffany looks up at you from just above your jerking cock. Two tiny pink nipples poke out from a loose mesh tank top that reveals tight 6-pack abs and small mosquito bite breasts. On her bottom she wears a pair of tight black yoga pants with the crotch sewn out by design.

Her mouth is open in surprise. Rookie move.

You thrust your hands forward towards the back of her head as you begin to orgasm. Your world turns upside down as your cum shoots off into the open air. You wonder, feeling in slow motion, how your door got to be upside down, before a splatter of your seed hits you in your own face. Wait what?

All the wind is knocked out of you at once as your entire body connects with the floor with a slam. Tiffany is on top of you in less than a second, sitting on your torso and grabbing your neck. Your still spitting cock is nestled between her pert ass cheeks as it drools the remainder of your cum down the back of her pants.

"Didn't I fuckin' tell you what would happen if you tried some shit like that before I've had my piss?" She cocks back a fist and smashes you squarely in the jaw.

The punch forces a massive inhale out of you for the first time since the impact. You try to look back at her double dazed. She grabs your face and squeezes your lips together like a fish then forcing your head to the side to dramatically lick the cum off your face.

"You're my bitch now."

You begin to wet yourself with fear, pissing all up her back before fountaining into her hair.

"Oh fuck no! I know you ain't wasting my product!" She punches you again and all goes dark.