Cum splatters across her cheek like war paint. Blonde hair messy from gripping the headrest, mascara smudged but still stroking through it all. The car idles while he unloads down her throat—gulping, gagging, swallowing every last drop like she’s been doing this since before his mom was born. Red nails claw at his thigh when he tries to pull out too soon. ‘Not yet,’ she growls between sloppy kisses on his neck. By the time they park, her shirt’s half-off and her tits are heavy with sweat.