He's exhaling hard with his eyes closed and hands on my head. Seeing his satisfaction, I stroke him harder to empty him fully. As if he had an endless supply of cum, he continues shooting; my mouth is full, his warm secretions coating my cheeks. He stops cumming when I'm drowning, my chest gleaming from the warm sticky coating.

As he finishes, I slowly remove my fingers from his cock as his breathing slows. My cum-covered breasts brush against his strong pectorals as I stand on my feet and smile. I kiss him, spreading my mouth wide and dripping all my come over his lips. We kiss like we're possessed,...