The load in me

I can never quite decide where I prefer my boyfriend to finish at the end of sex. On some days I crave the deep, warm fullness of a creampie, feeling him pulse and empty himself inside me until every drop is claimed by my body. Other days I long to show him how much I love him by taking his cock into my mouth the moment he is about to explode, swallowing every thick spurt of his sperm while I look up at him with pure devotion. Then there is the practical side of things: I genuinely need my weekly facial so the creamy warmth of his load can keep my skin soft and glowing.

This particular night I simply could not make up my mind, and that turned out to be perfectly fine. He kept fucking me steadily, harder and deeper with every thrust, switching angles and rhythms until my pussy was throbbing and dripping around him. Only when I was shaking and begging did he finally let go, flooding me with long, powerful blasts of his delicious sperm that cooled the desperate heat inside me and left me completely full and satisfied.