He spunks in your mouth

You roll your hips and fuck back, impaling your juicy teenage pussy again and again on Mr. Crassle's hard dick. The feel of his fat meat skewering your slippery slit has you close to the edge. The heat is spreading throughout your body, your orgasm coming closer and closer each time you feel Crassle's balls against your clit. You're right on the brink and-

Crassle suddenly pulls his cock out of you, leaving an emptiness in your pussy. He yanks you roughly off the hood of his car and turns you around. His purple cock in hand, he shoves you to the street.

"Suck it out, you little slut," he commands. "I want to feel you drain me with your sweet little whore mouth."

You're disappointed that you didn't cum, but with a juicy prick staring you in the face you can't help but wrap your soft lips around the bulging purple head. It tastes like your sweet slit and you lick and tease the ridges only briefly before gobbling as much of Crassle's throbbing fuck stick as you can handle.

"Yeah, sweetie, right in front of your house. Right in the street. Suck that cum out, baby."

Crassle grabs the sides of your head and works your mouth on his cock like you're a fucktoy. You oblidge, hollowing your cheeks and letting him slam every inch of his dick straight down your gagging throat. You gasp for air through your nose, inhaling his sweaty smell and the sweet aroma of your pussy. Your eyes water as he pounds your lips and all the way back to your throat with his swollen cock.

"Here it comes, sweetie. Yes, baby. Yessss...."

His pulsating prick rams into your mouth again and again as it swells even further and then erupts hot and gooey against the back of your throat. Your tongue works Crassle's cockhead as it spews out salty gushes of spunk, filling your mouth. You can feel each pulse of his dick between your lips. You look up with watering eyes and suck and moan as he pumps his load into your mouth. You swallow, let him fill your mouth again, then pull back to the tip and part your lips so he can see the cream filling your mouth.

"Swallow it, baby," he says and you immediately do, gulping it and returning your lips to his cock to siphon out the last few drops.

You are acutely aware again of your surroundings. Right in front of your family's hosue, on your knees, body exposed by your open coat and with old Mr. Crassle's shrinking cock between your lips. You pull your mouth off of him and get to your feet. Crassle tucks his cock back into his trousers.

"Very nice, baby," he says. "Meet me tomorrow at the mall, noon, outside the ice cream parlor."

Without another word he gets back in the car and drives away.