Her eyes closed, she braces herself, heart pounding with anticipation. The first warm, wet splashes hit her cheeks, her chin, her nose. She gasps, opening her mouth to catch the next wave, feeling the thick, creamy liquid fill her mouth, drip down her chin, and pool on her chest. The room echoes with the sounds of their grunts and her moans, a symphony of unleashed passion as they empty themselves onto her, marking her, claiming her.