Tony wasn't quite there though, and she giggled and looked up as he continued to stroke, still inches away from her face. She wondered if he intended to just shoot it into her cheek, but then giggled when he grabbed her face and turned it toward him. The fat head of his c**k pushed against her lips, and she fought hard to control the urge to open it and accept the beautiful thing into her mouth. She forced the thought of how delicious his c*m would taste from her mind and giggled, looking up at him as he pushed at her lips again and again. She could taste the pre-c*m from his c**k-head as he pushed again and again against her soft lips, and she figured it must have been forced through.
Groaning, he pushed a final time against her wet lips, leaving a trail of sticky clear goo before he fin
