Thread: A New Queen for a Chief {darkest_Fate&Jack Stalker}

More cum slopped outward, and Emma could only extend her tongue in a vain attempt to catch it all. She felt the warm fluid gathering, pooling upon the pink flesh. Just the oozing bits pooled there, before overflowing. Much of it drooled down onto the floor below, forming splotches of white along the mostly brown floor. But others of it splattered against her face. Emma could feel the streaks of it marring her features, sticking to her. Loose strands of light brown hair stuck to her face where cum worked as glue, further painting her shame onto her. She'd tried to gather even more up, to lick, to lap. But she'd barely started when he shifted again. Once more, Emma could only open up. Her lips stretched as much as she could, jaw widening to aching, past aching. That domed head slathered juices upon her tongue, filling her mouth with the musky taste of him mixed with just a hint of her own body. Emma felt her muscles contorting again, throat squeezing, working. The starlet tried to force her lips closed, as if to pull off the rest of the seed by sheer pressure. Bits of it clung to her lips as he finished pulling out, his cock mostly shimmering with her leftover spittle. The Brit quickly swallowed, letting the mixture slide down her throat, before coughing slightly. She could still taste him, that thick flavor and odor filling her. Hands pulled, and Emma wobbled upright. Her unsteady legs could barely support her, battered as she was from that intense fucking. she felt her snug shorts yanked onto her still sensitive body. Wet panties, still slathered in fluids, squelched against her sex. Emma could feel the warm bits oozing around her nether lips, excess starting to drizzle out the sides. The dark blue of it stained the entire crotch area of her snug blue jean shorts, showing quite clearly what had happened, and obviously working more. The girl could only stand there, clearly recently fucked, clearly dazed, clearly out of it. He tucked away, and she felt her body being shepherded out. There was a flash of shame as he displayed her for the villagers. Emma tried to tuck herself in, to shift. But her motions almost squished more seed out from the crotch of her shorts, as if to drizzle down. The starlet almost wished he'd just paraded her out naked this felt so much worse. 'The---the general has convinced me that I am here only for his--for black cock,' she pronounced, her voice shaky, though still confident. 'I will be--- will be accompanying him, where he will treat me to his glorious presence and help me to fully---fully experience him and his people. I so look forward to being further used by him, and for helping him and all of you by being the best---best white little---little bitch I can be,' she almost sobbed at those words, though she shivered. That being said, she nodded ,and wobbled toward the jeep. It took her almost two tries for her to get into the truck. The moment Emma sat, she felt a little more squelching out. Flushing, she reached, working to feel at his crotch through his clothing, while her other hand played along the entrance of her shorts. She worked both through fabric, already pulling her legs up and shivering, almost wishing she could curl a little further inward. Surely he could've at least given her a rest during the drive...