Rose resumes her cock-worship with renewed energy. She suckles the head continuously while sliding her hands up and down the length. Every now and then, she follows suit with her lips, stuffing your hard-on into the undulating sauna of her mouth.
With each passing moment her hands travel faster on their round-trip journey. With each penetration, she swallows more of your manhood. With her baseball-bat grip, she never quite achieves the depths you plumbed earlier when you throat-fucked her. But with her in control, she manages to slather her tongue all over the most sensitive spots on your cock.
You know you can't last long this way, and you want to make the most out of your C-note, so you try to distract yourself from your inevitable eruption. You try to think of something, anything, un-sexy. Your grandmother, roadkill, car accidents... image after deflationary image pop into your head.
But Rose will not be denied. She steps up to a furious pace now. It's like CPR on speed: pump, pump, pump, pump, breathe. You begin to wonder if she's a nursing student.
That was one image that did not help.
With a woman's intuition and an athlete's reflexes, Rose senses your orgasm and pops your cocks out of her mouth just as the geyser erupts. But she is a tad too slow, and the first jet catches her upper lip and sprays messily into the air. A sticky shower of sperm rains down on her. Unfazed, she just smiles, tilts her head back, and keeps your penis pointed skywards in her double-fisted grip.
Dewdrops of semen glitter in her hair like precious gems. For a moment, she looks like a princess -- until Old Faithful unleashes a second gusher of cum all over her. The long bangs she so frequently has to flip out of her eyes are now cemented right over them.
Sperm continues to pump out of you. With a steady aim that would make a bombardier proud, Rose arcs each stream up to impressive heights before they splatter on her nose, cheeks, and forehead. One errant shot just barely catches her chin, and hangs by a gooey white thread before disappearing down the valley of her scoop neck.
Finally, your orgasm tapers off until it's nothing but a dribble down Rose's knuckles. Fully satisfied, you sigh contentedly and survey the scene before you.
Rose deliberately tucks her matted hair behind her ear and dabs the white frosting tentatively off her caramel skin. With her downcast eyes and languid movements, she a is far changed from the ravenous beast that attacked your your cock. Kneeling their before you, she looks like an innocent girl just waking up only to find herself inexplicably coated in sperm. If only you didn't know better.
After making herself presentable (although you certainly don't see a difference), the sultry seductress finally looks back at you flashes you a full-fledged, winning smile. And you marvel that, true enough, not a drop of cum seems to have gotten in her mouth.
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