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Chapter 4 by whoablabla whoablabla

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Shoot my load all over my room.

At a certain point, I just can't control myself anymore and my bucking hips and throbbing dong take over completely. Like, I can hear the loud-ass fap, fap, fap, fap, fap of my stroking and I know it's too loud, that someone could discover me at any second, but I just can't stop humping my fists.

I groan and my toes curl, and it begins. Rope after rope of thick spooge flies from my dickhole, painting the mirror, the wall above the mirror. It splats and splashes with a **** that seems unnatural. I drop to my knees, still humping wildly into my clenched fists, and a few loads sling up and splash against the ceiling.

15, maybe 20 spurts later, my dong is still pumping out semen. As my orgasm continues, the **** of my ejaculation subsides and it just pours out like a streaming faucet onto my hands and legs. It drips everywhere. It's so warm and slick. I rub a bit over my chest and lick my fingers clean.

My fat schlong finally stops spewing and I survey the damage. It's a lot. Like, a half cup of cum splattered all over the room. I need to get this cleaned up and then shower. School starts in 30 minutes. It's going to be a tight race to not be late.

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