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Chapter 9 by dirtykentman

Does she finish him, have second thoughts, or want something more?

She continues, all other thoughts pushed aside

That brief thought is quickly pushed aside as she feels his cock swell more in her embrace, his moans and tightening balls she can see making her fully aware how close he must be.

"That's it, oh fuck yes, yes" he groans. In her hand she feels him pushing his cock against her more, almost fucking her hand now as his need becomes so obvious; a need to finish. She senses as his body trembles, his knees shake, and his hands grasping her even harder, fingers so tight on her skin she feels a slight pain, but it's a pain that actually excites her more.

And then it happens; as she slides her grip up his cock, he lets out a guttural roar as she is sure his shaft swells even thicker in her hand. She can feel as his cum pumps from his balls, and as she stares directly at the object of her attention, the hole at its tip opens wide and almost in slow motion she watches as the first jet of cum explodes from him. Her mouth opens in a delighted coo, and in almost perfect timing, the first warm jet of thick cum flies over the small gap between his cock and her face, landing in her mouth, making her taste buds explode as she tastes him properly. At that very moment, her focus so fully on pleasing him, her own body shudders, and somewhere deep in her brain she realises she is experiencing her own orgasm, brought on with no attention to her own body, but purely from the delight of making this man cum.

Even as her own body shakes from the experience, his cock dispels another stream of white liquid, hitting her lips and chin this time, some slipping into her waiting mouth. Again and again his cock swells and pumps more from his heavy balls, some landing in her mouth, but most of it finding her face. She continues to stroke his cock, eager for every drop she can muster from him. He continues to oblige, jet after heavy jet exploding from him, onto her, and every time she feels him splash on her face, she is sure she experiences yet another tiny orgasm, now more able to sense just how soaked her little thong is under her long dress.

"Enough, oh god enough" he eventually gasps as he grabs her wrist, stopping her from stroking him more. Instead she is now just holding him, feeling some of his juice on her fingers, between them, already feeling sticky.

She stays staring at his cock, feeling and seeing it slowly soften, as it does a little more of his seed drips from him and she cannot resist leaning forward and licking it up before it falls from the tip. And as she kneels there it slowly dawns on her that she must be covered in his cum now, with no idea quite how she can cleasn it all off before anyone sees her.

Time to clean up? Or is there more?

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