Cum like she wants you to, in her mouth

From Create Your Own Story

She begins to hum slightly as her head bobs quicker, up and down, up and down. Her lips are so tight around your shaft you couldn't stop her if you wanted to. Your body tenses, your fingers dig into the couch cushions, and your head lulls back. You explode in her mouth suddenly, and she moans around your cock as you do. Your cock tenses, shooting the first stringy load into her, and she swallows it quickly. A second shot follows, and a third and fourth as you pulse inside her mouth. She slows the pistoning of her head, moaning with each load you give her, swallowing every drop. Then she pops you from her mouth and works you with her hand, squeezing you tighter until a last drop of cum appears atop your head. With her heavy eyes locked on yours, she leans in licks it up slowly, then smiles.

"Was that pretty good?" She asks, wiping at the corners of her mouth. You desperately search for words, but find only heavy breathing to offer her. She laughs. "I told you I was good at that."

She nestles onto the couch next to you, wrapping you up in her arms. Exhausted, you sink down next to her and pull the blanket over your bodies. She cradles you like a child against her bosom, and the warmth does you in. You're fast asleep before you know it.

You awake at some point in the morning, and you're sure you can hear footsteps in the hall. You get up and put your ear to the door, and surely enough you can hear the sound of feet clomping around outside. They're loud, and it sounds like a group of people. You find yourself in a hazy panic, still half asleep. You can only imagine what's come into the station, and what it will do when it finds the two of you.

"Anyone alive in here?" You hear a voice shout. "United States army," the voice calls out again. "If anyone is alive in here, announce your presence now!"

You jump in place, so excited for a stroke of good luck. "We're in here! Two of us! We're alive!" Leslie sits up on the couch, confused, rubbing at her eyes. You unlock the door and swing it open, and are greeted by several armed men with flashlights attached to their weaponry, and the light is nearly blinding.

Within an hour, you're whisked away to a military camp, where you're quarantined while medical officials search your entire bodies for signs of sores. When they're sure you're not infected, they release you into the camp with a fresh change of clothes, and pointing the way to a large tent where food and water await. On your way there, you see Leslie, who's now smiling from ear to ear. She runs at you and gives you a hug like she wants to crush your bones into hers.

The two of you discover, over the coming months, that you have a lot in common. You spend most of your time together, and love blooms between you. Her spirit and loving nature drive you on even on the darkest of days, and your wild love-making is like a drug you can't get enough of. It isn't long before the two of you are inseparable, and you make a life for yourself in the camp together, happily.

Congratulations. You've survived the end of the world and found love along the way.

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