"Fuck yeah Whore!" The man screamed, slapping her breasts again and again as he rammed his hand into her clenching cunt, his cock unloading shot after shot of semen between her tits, a wave of creamy goo flowing down over her neck as she licked the seed from around her mouth. The salty taste trickled over her tongue, strangely appealing but she still couldn't bring herself to swallow the icky ooze.
Turning her head to one side she let the creamy liquid flow out the side of her mouth, dripping down onto the floor. It wasn't until a second later she realised the camera was right in front of her face, capturing every last drip of the trickling filth. "Beautiful, simply beautiful..." The director whispered as he held the recording device steady with one hand, the other having slipped inside his pants, stroking the bulge which the sordid act was provoking within.
Lifting himself off the tit fetishist wiped himself off on Glory Gal's breasts, taking a moment to rub his seed into the warm and yielding flesh. As he pulled and squeezed he continued to rub his fingers between Gloria's swollen labia, his thumb pressing rhythmically against her clit in time to his thrusts. She couldn't help but respond as her body moved against his palm, her hips rising up to meet his fingers as the heroine moaned gently, her mouth still hanging open, her eyes squeezed shut so she didn't have to stare into glass eye capturing her every sigh.
Just as she was beginning to feel the pleasure build to a peak the man pulled his hand away, lifting it to Gloria's face and smearing her pussy cream across her cheek. The scent filled her nostrils, and she felt overcome by the need for more as her pussy ached to be filled, Tilting her head back she looked over at the remaining men as the tit worshiper took the detonator from the next man's hand. His replacement was a large, muscular man and as he disrobed he revealed the largest cock so far, a huge slab of meat which made the horny, sex-crazed superhero drool in anticipation.
Sitting on the bed next to her the hunk slowly ran his hand down the side of the panting heroine's face. "Don't worry, I know exactly how to treat a woman." He said with a soft tone, smiling down at Gloria as she nuzzled her face against his palm. Reaching over he he slowly rolled her onto her chest, his hands holding her as though she were a delicate flower and stroking down her spine as she rose to meet the tender touch. |