Timothy... I need your cum. I don't care where you put it or how much there is... just make sure that it's mine. It doesn't have to be inside me, but I need to feel your release against my skin. Please, Timothy... give me what I need.

You pull your hard, throbbing cock free from your pants and hold it in front of Octavia's face. She gasps at the sight of it, already growing wetter at the anticipation of what's to come. "Please," she whispers, her voice shaking with desire.