“I can last for a while longer,” he replied. “This feels so good…I don’t want it to stop!”
“Let’s get it over with…come on, sweetie. Let’s get that nasty spunk out of you.”
“Oh god!”
“You’ll ask my permission, as usual.”
Alina increased the pressure and pace now, and Charles began to flex his hips in response.
“Please, Alina!” Charles screamed. “Please may I come?”
Alina paused for a second, but she knew he was past the point of no return. She released her grip on his c**k, allowing it to quiver in the air on its own.
“Yes you may,” she chuckled.
The first spurt shot out for a foot or so, and began to arc over to splash on Charles’s naked chest. It was followed by four more pulses, gradually diminishing in power.
Alina propped herself up on one elbow, and gently stroked his cheek.
