Chapter 294

“Yeeeah, Baheela,” I groaned. “God, here it comes.”

“Do it,” Heels panted, sticking out her tongue with a little smirk curling the corner of her lips. “Come all over my face. Fire that big dick off and cover me.”

I had taken over stroking myself as I stood over her, the head of my cock bouncing off of Heels’ tongue as I jacked off and felt the last bubbling rise of the pressure before I groaned and released. The first shot hit her right cheek and trailed into her mouth, and the next one crossed her nose from left to right, catching on her fake lashes. Two more spurts covered her cheeks and lips, and the last one fell onto her tongue and chin. She was laughing and panting happily as I came, while I groaned long and quiet in my throat as I felt the relief of orgasmic bliss.

“Fuuuck,” I sighed, sitting back down on the bed.

“Hmmm, hmm, hmm,” Heels hummed her laughter, then turned and grabbed her phone from where she’d put it down on the floor, shoving it into my hands. “Take a picture.”

I got the camera app open and took a few photos of her grinning and covered in my cum. The pearly white load across her warm brown Pakistani complexion was sexy and filthy and lewd and all sorts of things. When I was done I handed her back that phone and she grinned while she reviewed them.

“Damn, Robbie,” she said. “Well, now I see what all the fuss was about. Perfectly sized dick, big load, and you can take a photo.” She looked up at me. “Still, no falling in love with me.”

“Got it,” I said, giving her a thumbs up.

A knock at the door announced the end of her time.

“Do you need to clean up?” I asked, gesturing to the washroom.

“I’ll handle it over in my room,” she said and stood up.

“Well ... thanks,” I said.

“Thank you,” she replied, wiggling her phone. “A couple of those pictures covers like four days of content releases for me. Simps always love seeing my face covered in cum for some reason.”

“Well, you do look pretty like that,” I said, making her chuckle.

Heels went to the door and opened it boldly. “I’m a winner,” she said.

“Hah, nice,” Wanda said. “Did I tell you or what?”

“OK, yes, I admit it. You were right,” Heels answered somewhat cryptically, though I could guess at what Wanda had told her. “Now I need to get this off of me before it drips on my dress or my hair gets in it.”

“Go,” Wanda said with a grin, motioning her friend on and then coming into the cabin. “Hey, Tiger.”

“Hey, gorgeous,” I said and took a big breath. “Fuck, sorry. I’m still a little lightheaded.” Wanda grinned and came over to me, but I stopped her from sitting. “Do a spin for me, babe,” I said. “You make that dress look so good.”

Wanda spun for me slowly, smiling as she did it, and then sat next to me and cupped my cheek with a hand to pull me into a kiss. It was sweet and didn’t include any tongue, but I could feel her want in it.

“Are you playing the game, or are we keeping boundaries?” I asked. “Because even if I hadn’t just popped, I’d be happy to just snuggle up with you.”

She smiled and shook her head. “There is no way I’m not playing,” she said. “I love you too much not to. Honestly, Robbie, I don’t know if it’s possible but I might be even more in lust with you than love, and I love you a hell of a lot.”