Billie Eilish Cum On Face Novels & Stories

At that moment, his phone buzzed with a message from an anonymous sender. "Finally got what's coming for you, huh?"

He bowed his head and turned away quickly. She noticed that he was avoiding to look at her face and she wondered what was on her face. Putting her phone in camera, she stared at her face and a startled gasp escaped her lips. Cum was plastered all over her face and she felt like she was going to throw up. "What?! When did all this happen?!" She exclaimed loudly. She immediately called the bartender and asked him for some wipes. He rushed out to buy her some face wipes and handed it to her. She wiped her face hurriedly until there was nothing left.

ex is so great. Our encounters were full of drama and mistakes, and we didn't have a lot of time to observe and get to know each other. I looked around Billy's face and saw that his eyelashes weren't very long, but they were bushy, and there was a tiny mole on the bridge of his nose that I couldn't see from a social distance. His lips are a little thick, very sexy, very juicy when kissing, it feels good. Accidentally, a strand of my hair fell down and landed on the side of Billy's face.

If this tape ever surfaced I did not want to be seen on it. When Frank and Gary had worn themselves out and left I took the camcorder and zoomed in on Elise's face - she looked dazed and then she smiled and blew a kiss into the camera. I panned down the length of her body, rolled her over and got a shot of her gaping asshole with all of the cum running out of it. Then I went home and slept like a baby. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++== The next day I went over to see Elise. She had a murderous look on her face when she came to the door, "You bastard! You lousy rotten bastard."

A couple of minutes more of that action, along with an added squirt of lube, and I could feel my need peaking. I held out as long as I could, and at the last possible moment I pulled free, kneeled upright and painted that gorgeous face like Picasso. I was coming like a fire hose. Ok, it felt like a fire hose, the output might have been more in line with that pump lube. Half a dozen streaks of cum across her face, and I was gasping for air. Damn! Jill Mallory was wearing my cum like a champ. I couldn't let this opportunity go. I went for my pants and found my cell-phone. Thank you Steve Jobs. A little while later I had a dozen or more pictures to last me a lifetime.

"I want all of your cum to coat my entire body." She could see Jon holding the phone and aiming it at her. She smiled at it. "Cum over this fucking whore. Let everyone see that I'm just a worthless, pathetic slut." She moaned again. The first man came. He was stood above her, and his cum struck the centre of her face first. She felt another across her cheek, and then his cum landed in her brunette hair. He was like a firehose, covering every inch of her face and hair with his cum. Ali was lucky enough to open her mouth and get to taste some of his delicious seed.

I kissed it as he rubbed it on my face, smearing my makeup covering my face in my own drool. “I’m your little cum-slut, daddy, feed me your hot cum.” I moaned, my lips pressed against his slick cock. I stuck my tongue out, tilted my head back and said “Ah”. He stroked his cock faster and faster, then dumped a huge load into my open mouth. I swallowed some of it, but let the rest run over my lips and drip down my face. Then I looked into the crowd and blew a kiss at Jimmy. The crowd cheered, cameras flashed and I smiled a cum-drenched smile.

He then hears a loud snore and snorts coming from beside him. He witnesses his partner falling asleep with his head leaning on the window. He snickers quietly as he thinks of a comical method to rouse him up. He puts his latte macchiato in the cupholder. He grabs the control box and activates the air horn. The raucous sound startles Chris, which made him let out a high-pitched shriek. Brian is dying of laughter; Chris is irritated that his partner rudely awakened him. He adjusts his posture and turns his head to face him.

She has us pose in front of a fountain, “Hold hands and kiss. Stay in that pose for a moment.” Max and I stand face to face. I push up to kiss him as he leans down. The moment our lips meet, I can taste the alcohol on him. I flinch back and look up at him. There is a smirk on his face. “Is everything okay, Ellie?” the photographer asks. I nod, “Yes, just got a shock, is all.”

a young lady greeted him. "Saatchi?" he asked. "Oh, I'm not Saatchi," she said. Billie is embarrassed. "Yes, I am Saatchi!" she told him. She pulled a prank on him. "You got me there!" Billie said. He gave her a quick welcome hug. "Do I look different?" she asked. "You look great!" he answered. "I know. I lost my baby fats and my skin cleared up finally!" she said. "Looks good on you," he said.