White Residue [Mature]

The room smelt fresh due to the open windows that must have been left like that a long time ago which was convenient for them since they were able to have their small haven only a few feet away. Vincent shoved all the papers on the desk over to the side, and they all clattered as they fell to the floor in a loud ensemble and sat her down on the ledge.

She stuck her hand underneath his black button-up shirt, the cold skin that met hers made her jolt. The cool warmth exuded off of him was one that she still had to get used to, as her hands explored the large size of his back and felt all of the corded muscles and veins from the back that showed all of his hard work.

Charlotte continued to unbutton his shirt, and her mouth watered as she took in the sculpted abs like a work of art, and finally tuck his shirt off of him exposing his top. In the dim light, she was able to make out his body, and her eyes were stuck on the white skin that was paler than the rest and lightly brushed her fingertips on the newly formed skin from her blood that give him strength.

Vincent smiled at her and licked down her neck, and he undressed her, pulling her black slinky dress off her and exposing the top half of her body. The cold air kissed her skin making goosebumps rise on her arms, but it didn't take long for Vincent to heat her body through his warm touches.

"I need you, angel," Vincent growled.

"I know," she whispered as she took off her dress so that she was only clad in her black lace bra. Her panties were long gone by then, and she pressed a finger to his lips. "I need you more."

"It's burning," he said softly.

She kissed his cheek. "It'll go away soon."

His hardness was brushing up on her, and she pushed him back and stood bare before him. He grasped the curve of her waist and let his hand roam her body that was hidden in the shadows of the night. She shivered as he grazed the bottom of her breasts and an in between her thighs that were slowly spreading wider for him.

She suddenly got to her knees, and he tried to pull her up, but she adamantly kneeled before him and brought her face to face with his groin. It was standing up in attention from her, and she nuzzled her cheek to it before pressing a light kiss over his dick that was stick covered by his pants which elicited a hiss from Vincent.

He lifted her chin at him, and she looked up to see him watching her intently. She had never done it before, but she would try her best. Leaning forward, she grasped the metal zipper with her teeth and dragged it down creating the stark sound that rang through her ears as it showed what she was wanting most.

Charlotte took his dick out of his trousers and licked all the way down from the crown like a lollipop, and Vincent groaned. She swayed back on her bottom, and let the taste settle in on her lips since it wasn't anything that she had ever encountered before.

It was a manly scent with a bead of white forming at the top that she licked away which came back as salty. She took him back into her mouth as deep as possible only to hit her gag reflex and make her choke.

Sputtering, she was surprised when Vincent grasped her chin to make her face him, and her mouth instinctually opened when he brought her face closer. She wasn't ready when he suddenly shoved his whole length down her mouth.

Taking it as best as she could, he started to thrust into her mouth, and a lot of her saliva was coming out and dribbling onto her thighs. Moaning, she couldn't breathe well but what he was doing to her was so dirty that she was aroused despite herself.

She gripped the back of his pants as he pounded away at her face with tears slipping down her cheeks, and hollowed out her mouth as much as possible creating the bubble sound with her mouth as she blew him. With a grunt, Vincent shot his cum out, and she started choking as the heat exploded into her mouth.

The white residue was left all over her body when it sprayed out after she coughed, and she wiped her lips with the back of her hand as she struggled to swallow his cum dump that was of a strong taste and scent.

The dribble of her saliva pulled away sparkling in the little light that was available and slipped down her mouth. Vincent pulled away with his hardened dick to his thigh and leaned down.

"Show me," he whispered.

Charlotte spat out the rest of the cum that she couldn't swallow into her hand, and the ring of gold returned into Vincent's eyes. "My beautiful angel."