I was still pressed to the wall.My breath hadn’t come back.My legs were trembling.His cum was leaking out of me in slow, warm drips down my thighs, mixing with the rain that still poured around us.He held me there for a minute, forehead resting against mine, both of us soaked to the bone.Then he looked down.Watched it spill from between my thighs. His cock twitched at the sight.“You’re dripping,” he whispered, voice rough, wrecked. “Fucking dripping with me.”I nodded, dazed.“Yeah,” I breathed. “And I want it.”He blinked. “What?”I pushed off the wall, legs barely steady, and slid down to my knees in front of him.“I want to taste it.”His eyes darkened instantly.I reached between my legs, fingers gathering the slick mess from my swollen cunt, smearing it onto his cock, still hard, still wet. I stroked him slowly letting both our cum coat him from tip to base.Then I leaned in.And licked.Long, slow, messy.“Jesus fuck,” he whispered, one hand flying to the back of my head.
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