I dropped to my knees on the cold bathroom tile.

My dress and panties were in a small pile near the door. His cum continued to leak out of me in thick, warm streams, running down my inner thighs and dripping onto the floor between my legs. I kept my hands on my thighs, breathing hard, while he stood over me and slowly stroked his still-hard cock. The head was shiny with my wetness and his earlier release.

“Open.”

I opened my mouth. He pushed in deep, one hand gripping my hair, and started fucking my throat in short, controlled strokes. The taste of both of us spread across my...