I suck and stroke him fast without stopping, until his body goes rigid and he ejaculates across my palm.

Immediately, I cover his tip with my lips, swallowing every drop as it sputters out, before licking my hand clean right in front of his face.

He slumps back against the headrest, gasping for air.

I part my lips, showing him the thick white pool sitting on my tongue.

A slow smile spreads across his face as he gestures toward the rubber floor mat below.

"Spit it out down there," he pants, looking thoroughly pleased with himself. "I'll wipe it up later."

Instead, I curl my tongue back, swallow it down...