Tiffany prepares her ammo.

Tiffany and Jocelyn have sequestered themselves in a bathroom stall so they can milk Tiffany’s futa-cock. Jocelyn holds Tiffany from behind groping her tits and cock. Tiffany also strokes her cock and aims it at a plastic cup she got from the break room.

“Yeah, yeah! Almost there!” Tiffany moans.

Tiff begins to lose herself a bit in the act. As her climax approaches, her hand unintentionally falls away from her dick making Jocelyn finish the job.

“Aaaahh! Oh no wait!” Tiff cries out as she ejaculates. She is caught off guard and tries to quickly adjust her aim. She barely catches what she needs and the rest of her cum lands on the bathroom floor.

“Ah damn it!” Says Tiffany.

“You lost your focus at the end there, Tiff,” Jocelyn remarks. “You gotta keep your goal in mind. Keep your eyes on the prize. Discipline and focus are the most important skills you should hone if you want to reach your goals! I was actually had a lesson all about that today, but we didn’t get to it.”

“Right. Yeah, don’t worry. I’ve heard that before,” Tiffany says dismissing the message.

“Can you clean that up for me?” Tiffany asks Joce pointing at the cum on the floor.

“Sure thing,” Jocelyn says bending down.

“Wait! By that I mean just clean it normally. I’m not asking you to lick it off the floor,” Tiffany quickly clarifies.

“Don’t worry, I wasn’t gonna do that,” Jocelyn reassures her mistress.

Tiffany feels relieved to hear that though she is still agonizing about what could have happened if she was a little more careless. Jocelyn grabs some toilet paper and starts wiping up Tiff’s jizz.

“Hey, have you ever given anyone a facial to control them? Well, other than Sarah,” asks Jocelyn.

“That’s how I got Sophia, but it was a complete accident. I’m kinda wanna do that again.”

“You could totally do that again! You just gotta work on your shooting.”

“Really? You think if I practice shooting cum at people then I’ll get better at it?” Tiff says doubtfully.

“Yep. Practice makes perfect. Just part of learning a skill. Also, it would mean less wasted cum,” says Jocelyn as she finishes cleaning and flushes away the mess of toilet paper.

“Right. Not a bad idea Joce,” Tiffany replies halfheartedly. “Come on. Let’s get going. Stacey’s waited long enough!”