Eating Azariah (2) *

"Haaaan!" she cried out, her voice breaking as another surge of cum sprayed out, a spurt of her juices splashing against my face like a mini fountain, soaking me. I didn't flinch; I just let it hit me, my face drenched in her release as I looked up at her.

Her eyes were glazed over, her body trembling, lost in the haze of pleasure I'd drawn out of her. She looked like she was floating, somewhere between this world and the next, her mind fogged by the relentless waves of orgasmic bliss I had forced upon her.