Her makeup smears as she relentlessly bobs, her eager tongue flicking against the sensitive underside. The man's grunts grow louder, his hips jerking forward. She can taste the saltiness, feel the tension. Then, with a guttural groan, he explodes. Thick, creamy ropes paint her face, dripping down her chin and onto her heaving breasts. She moans, her own hand slipping beneath her skirt, rubbing furiously as she's used as a human canvas for his desire.