Chapter 4: Climax
Paul woke up early the next morning, his body aching from the lack of sleep. He got ready for the day, his mind still consumed by thoughts of Kim and Leon. He was to pick her up at Leon's by 10AM.
He had no idea how she was going to be after their two days together. He was nervous and curious, and a bit turned on.
He arrived at Leon's penthouse, at 9:55AM.
Paul's heart was pounding like a drum in his chest. He was about to see Kim after a weekend of being fucked by his boss.
He looked up as he saw the front door of Leon's building open and Kim step outside. She was wearing a long coat, her hair pulled back into a ponytail. She looked tired, but otherwise unharmed. She walked towards the car, her steps slow and measured.
Paul got out of the car and opened the door for her. He didn't say anything, just looked at her, trying to read her expression.
She avoided his gaze, her eyes scanning the ground as she got into the car. She was silent as he closed the door and walked around to the driver's side. He got in and started the car, pulling away from the curb without saying a word.
The silence was thick, heavy with unspoken words and unshed tears. Paul could feel the tension radiating off of Kim, could see the way her hands were clenched in her lap, her knuckles white with the force of her grip. He wanted to say something, to ask her if she was okay, but he was afraid of the answer.
After 10 minutes of driving, Kim finally spoke.
“Leon said come Monday, everything is back to normal.” she said. “The slate is wiped clean, was his words.”
Paul exhaled. Well, this torture and humiliation was not for nothing. But at what cost?
"How are you...feeling?" Paul finally asked.
Kim was quiet for a moment before she responded, her eyes still focused on the ground. "It's done. I did what I had to do."
Paul started to speak but Kim cut him off.
"I don't want to talk about it, okay? It's over and that's all that matters." Her voice was firm, her eyes still avoiding his gaze.
Paul nodded, understanding that she needed space. They drove in silence for a few more minutes, the tension in the car palpable.
Paul knew that they needed to talk about it, to deal with what had happened, but he also knew that Kim wasn't ready yet. He decided to wait, to give her the space she needed.
Another 10 minutes passed before Kim finally spoke again.
"We know what this would involve before I went there. He sent you that video from Friday night...did he send anything else to you?"
Paul thought for a moment. He decided to spare her the humiliation and lied.
"No other than text messages that were suggestive but nothing other than that video of you...in bed on friday night."
Kim asked again, her voice steady but with an edge of desperation in it. He knew it was wrong to lie to her, but he also didn't want to upset her any further.
She sighed. "Paul, I am not asking you, I am telling you...delete that. I cannot bear to have any evidence of this out there. I said the same thing to Leon."
"OK, I swear." Paul said. "Do you want to tell me what happened?" he asked again.
She turned back to the window. "Not now, maybe not ever. I just want to go home and shower and crawl into bed." She said.
"I understand." Paul replied. "But you know that we need to talk about this and deal with what happened."
Kim sighed and turned to face him. "I know, Paul. But right now I just can't. I need some time to process all of this. I mean...I had to sleep with your boss to keep your job. Nothing else really to talk about."
Kim saying it out loud hit the point home. Not like Paul did not see, in painstaking detail on video her fucking, but there she was saying it in the open. The color from her face seemed to drain after she said it. It was real and she did it and it is not something her nor Paul will easily forget.
Kim's words echoed in Paul's mind as they drove home in silence. The tension between them was palpable, a thick, heavy blanket smothering their usual ease with each other.
When they arrived home, Kim went straight to the bathroom in their master bedroom closing the door firmly behind her. Paul told her he was going to go out to run some errands and leave her alone. A terse "thank you" came from behind the door.
Paul headed downstairs, his mind racing, his body aching with a mix of anger, sadness, worry, and a dark, twisted arousal. He thought about what she said in the car. "I had to sleep with your boss to keep your job." The words echoed in his mind, a harsh, brutal truth that cut deep.
He went downstairs to check on the kids for a bit before he headed to the car. Realizing he left his wallet in the bedroom he ran back upstairs. Before he opened the door he heard Kim's cell phone alert.
"Call from...Wendy. Call from Wendy"
Wendy was Kim's best friend from High School and they remained close ever since.
"Hey" Kim picked up answered.
Paul stopped listened in. This might be the best way to hear and know everything as guilty as he felt about doing it. Though he would only be hearing one side of the conversation...the only side he wanted to hear. He quietly creeped close to the door and put his ear to it.
“OK, I am back. Just wanted to make sure no one barged in while I am talking about this. "
"I don’t know. Some of it is what I was expecting. Some of it wasn’t what I was expecting. Initially it made me sick, by the time I left… I don’t know.”
“Yeah it’s a lot. I guess the reason I did it paid off. Leon said everything will be back to normal come Monday. Paul still has his job, we still have our lifestyle.”
“ No, I’ll talk to you about it. I probably should get this off my chest. Haven’t even told Paul everything or really anything. Obviously Paul knows in some way what went down, but none of the details.”
"Yeah. I did. A lot, spoiler alert."
"The first night, it was kinda like let's just get this over with. I knew there was probably no way as much as I hoped I could avoid it, I would. But by the time I left this morning..."
"Yeah I am getting ahead of myself. My mind is still spinning. So, Paul dropped me off at Leon's penthouse Friday night. Yeah, it was an amazing place. He is a multi-, multi-millionaire so it was expected. Leon fixed me a drink and we small talked for a bit before we left for the restaurant. Leon wanted to have our stories straight for the dinner we were having with the client that was involved with this whole mess. He threw me off a bit because he was very warm and charming to me. He was always kind of "Type A" or harsh in my interactions with him otherwise and knowing why I was here...I don't know...he wasn't acting as I was expecting him to if that makes sense?"
Kim continued her conversation with Wendy, as Paul listened intently.
"So we head to Sylvia's downtown."
"Leon and Suki, the head Tazaki, were laughing at the end and it seemed like they got everything resolved. So they called it a night since the Regatta at the lake started around 10Am the next day and we ended up going back to Leon's around 11." She continued.
"When we got back, we had a couple of drinks and Leon was very flirty, much different than over dinner. He said we should turn in for the night and since his other bedrooms were under renovation he would be fine with me sharing his bed."
"Yeah I know. Then before I went to change he had some lingerie for me to wear to bed." Kim said into the phone.
"Like a white sheer babydoll that came down to my hips with a white lace panties."
"Well, you never saw Leon before but...he is a very good looking man. Charcoal hair, blue eyes and has a 6 pack which is nuts for a guy almost 60. "
"Oh, I know. This is horrible no matter what he looked like. Having sex you don't want with some fat, old asshole instead...yeah it could have been far worse."
"So I came to the bed and realized Leon had Paul of FaceTime."
"Yeah, my heart sank when he did. As I said, Paul really fucked up and the vindictive side of Leon wanted to make him pay. So he kinda showed Paul how I was dressed and then I got on the bed."
"No, I think he was in shock. I mean we knew this could/would happen. And if I just packed up and left, we would be done. But do I kinda wish he would have said fuck this and stormed over and kicked Leon's ass...maybe?" Kim continued into the phone.
"Leon still was FaceTiming me and he was rubbing my leg and the lingerie over my hip. I did feel sick when he was doing it. Then he said, "Time for bed" and he pulled the covers off showing he was completely naked underneath."
"I knew you would ask me that!" Kim laughed breaking the tension. "But, yeah, he was. Very big." She chuckled. "Yeah, it was bigger than Blake."
Blake? Paul then remembered when Kim and Paul were broken up in college for a bit, Wendy set Kim up with a friend of hers named Blake who apparently was hung based on the inside jokes between Wendy and Kim. Kim never told Paul what they did, but Paul assumed they had sex. I guess know he knows for sure.
"I could barely gets my hand around it."
"Yeah, Leon videoed it for a minute before he put the phone away."
Kim took a deep breath, her voice shaking slightly. "He then started grabbing my breasts, squeezing my ass as I jerked him. I actually tried to pick up the pace and thought if I made him cum, maybe we could get to sleep without anything else happening."
"No. He stopped me and then went down on me." Kim paused, her voice catching in her throat.
"I just laid there and let him go to town. I didn't try to moan or touch him though he was effective at it, let me just say. Very effective. To the point where I...umm...you know."
"Yeah, I tried not to, trust me. But. I don't know. The wine, the penthouse, a different head down there...I have not been with anyone outside of Paul in years...since college."
"And Leon had a big smile on his face when I did. He pulled my panties all the way off and then was ready."
"He tried to tease me and I was just like...fucking do it already." She spat out, her voice sharp and impatient.
"Then...we had sex with him on top."
"I never had sex with anyone that big before and it felt very different. I really tried to flop there like when Paul wants sex and I don't and I am just like laying there until he finishes. But this was different. "
"I bit my lip, gripped the sheets, did everything not to moan like I normally do when I am into it. It was extremely hard. He knew what to do and after a couple of minutes...I...again."
"No, he pulled out. And like normal men, he turned over a went to sleep. Was decent enough to at least get me a warm wash cloth."
"That was it that night. Fell asleep around 12:30 I think. I thought I would be starting up and the ceiling for hours after what I did but, no."
"Next morning got woken up around 7:30 I think with Leon kissing my neck, grabbing by boobs and poking me from behind. I was half-out of it and didn't know where I was. Thought it was Paul until I reached around and felt a cock that was certainly not Paul and realized where I was."
"He was devouring me like an animal. Next thing I knew he took my top off and had me on all fours naked. He took me from behind and...fucked me."
Hearing Kim use that term got Paul hard. He saw it first hand from the video and that is exactly what happened.
“You know, I am only telling this to you because you because God only knows how many things we confided to each other and I know you won't judge me. But..."
Paul strained to try and hear what would come out of Kim's mouth next but it sounded like Wendy cut her off to say something.
"Yeah, you understand. So we got ready and left for the Regatta. And that was most of the late morning and afternoon."
"Honestly, it was amazing. There wasn't the intensity of the dinner last night. It was a lot of hobnobbing with the "other half." As well as Paul has done, this was like a whole other level of the elite if you catch my drift. Which was good because I did not run into anyone we knew and had to try and explain why I was there with Paul's boss."
"He was...charming. Respectful. After last night and this morning, I did not know how he was going to be with me in public and I was even thinking if he started to treat me like a whore he paid for to be with him out and about, I would have cut it off there and we would deal with consequences. But, no. No PDA or anything. Actually had a couple of nice conversations about our backgrounds and all things considered was a nice day."
"So we got back to his place around 5 and had to get ready for the dinner again with Tazaki at 7:30.
Kim got silent as she recalled that afternoon. She had gotten off the phone with Paul and was annoyed with him. She sat on the couch for a while as Leon was in his library making calls. Being in the sun all day, she figured she would go and shower up now.
She went to Leon's room and pulled her sundress over her head and removed her bra and panties once in the bathroom. She turned the nozzles on in the enormous shower and slowly stepped in. She let the water spray over her and wash the day away.
She then heard the door open. Leon stepped into the shower. His half-hard cock dangling between his legs. He moved over to the other side of the shower where there were three nozzles across from Kim and began to wash up.
"Big enough for two." he laughed. "Lost track of time so figured I'd hop in."
Kim took some glances over at Leon. Again she marveled at how well he kept his body. Forget for a man approaching 60, he was in great shape for a man 20 years younger than he actually was. Watching him wash his muscular chest and arms, lean waist and then soap up his half-hard, fat cock just a few feet from her gave Kim a unexpectedly flush feeling inside.
She tried to ignore it as she closed her eyes and let the water on her side cascade over her body.
A moment later, she felt Leon's presence behind her. Her heart raced.
"Let me help you." Leon said and then began to soap her back from behind. He took the loofah from her hands and rubbed the suds down her arms and across her collarbones. He slowly traced the path of the loofah down toward the front of her chest and began to circle her nipples in slow, wet circles.
Kim felt a small gasp escape her throat as he did this. She could feel Leon's cock pressing against her ass, his length growing harder by the second.
He then had her whole upper half and torso covered in soap. He put the loofah down and used his hands to work the slippery soapd all over every part of her body.
His touch was possessive, rough yet methodical. Sensual. He squeezed her breasts gently, his thumbs rolling over the nipples until they were swollen and aching. Kim bit her lip to stay quiet, but her body betrayed her when his fingers slipped between her thighs, parting them just enough to drive her fucking insane.
He ran his slick hands between her thighs, never touching her pussy but coming achingly close to it.
As he rubbed suds over the inside of her knee and up the back of her thigh, his knuckles just barely grazed her slit with each upward stroke. Kim moaned softly, arching her back, her ass pressing against his cock which was now fully hard and rock solid, sliding up and down against her crack with every teasing motion of his hand between her legs.
Leon then knelt down and began to run the suds on her calves, ankles and then her feet one at a time. It felt good to have Leon's strong hands work her arches and toes with the slick water.
The heat of the shower, the way he was kneeling and seemed to take as much pleasure in touching her as she did in being touched was almost too much. She looked down and saw his erection at full capacity. At least 9 inches, thick and curved like a damn baseball bat, it was really the first time she fully saw it in the light in all it's glory (though she certainly felt it last night and this morning!).
Leon then traced his hands up between her thighs and moved behind her. His slick fingers began to work lightly from clit all the way down and up to her ass crack.
Kim gasped again as the most sensitive part of her was being so expertly avoided, only to then have his thumb press harder against the tight ring of her asshole instead, working in slow circles, teasing it with the slick soap suds. She shuddered, her hips bucking forward involuntarily, desperate for more.
"Fuck," Kim breathed, her voice raw with need.
Leon chuckled darkly behind her, the sound vibrating through her back. "You like that?"
"I—" She cut herself off, biting down on her lower lip again. She wasn't supposed to enjoy this. She wasn't supposed to *want* any of it.
But the way Leon held her, the way his breath hit her neck, his thick cock pressing against her ass—it was impossible to deny the heat pooling between her thighs, the way her body betrayed her despite every attempt to stay detached. The soap-slicked slide of his hands as they moved between her legs, teasing, torturing, made her knees weak. She couldn’t remember the last time anyone had touched her like this—like she was something to be savored, not just tolerated in the dark.
Leon’s fingers traced the seam of her ass before slipping lower, skimming over her slit, then pulling away just as she arched into him, desperate for friction.
His thumb circled her clit, slow and deliberate, making her whimper. The water rushed over her skin, the heat of the shower mixing with the heat burning inside her.
“You’re soaking wet,” Leon murmured, his breath hot against her ear as he finally pressed two fingers inside her. She gasped, her body clenching around him, betraying every ounce of resistance she’d tried to hold onto.
Kim’s hips bucked against his hand, her breath coming in sharp, uneven pants.
She was soaked—more than just from the shower—her body betraying her in ways she refused to acknowledge. Leon’s fingers worked her with a precision that made her knees tremble, his other arm wrapped possessively around her waist, holding her against him as he fucked her with his hand.
“You looked a little stressed before. I think you need this before we go out." Leon whispered in her ear as he then began to furiously work her clit and g-spot with his hand.
"Mmmm!" she tried to suppress her moan but was unable.
Instead she let her head fall back against his chest, her hair plastered to her skin from the steam, her mouth open, tongue flicking out to bite her own upper lip to try and keep quiet.
“That’s it,” Leon grunted, his voice rough as he ground his huge cock against her ass. “Let yourself go and cum.”
The crude words sent a jolt of lust through her, shocking in its intensity. She whimpered, her body trembling as his fingers curled inside her, rubbing against that sensitive spot that made her legs shake.
"Ohhh...mmmm!" Kim began to thrust her pelvis uncontrollably as Leon brought her to orgasm.
Her body shuddered and convulsed as waves of intense pleasure washed over her. Leon's fingers kept working her relentlessly as she climaxed, her nails raking down his arms where he held her.
Her legs gave out and she slumped onto the built-in bench in the shower trying to catch her breath.
Leon then began to make his way out of the shower. "Good, I think you needed that. Calm your nerves before dinner." Leon turned and grabbed a towel off the rack, drying himself off as he walked out of the shower.
Kim shot him a quizzical look not sure if this "round" was done. Leon reading her mind smirked and grabbed his still hard cock " I want to keep this energy in me to get this deal done tonight. I'm saving it for when we get done after dinner. Celebrate in style." he laughed as he exited the shower with one last suggestive flick towards his cock.
Kim was left panting on the bench, the water still pounding on her overheated skin, her thighs slick and trembling. The orgasm had been so sudden, so intense—like a storm breaking inside her—and she couldn’t shake the residual shiver that ran down her spine.
She wiped her face with trembling hands, pushing the wet strands of hair from her eyes. The shower’s steam curled around her like ghostly fingers, and she felt exposed. Vulnerable. Alive in a way she hadn’t been in years.
Leon’s voice cut through the haze of pleasure. "You should hurry."
Dinner came and the mood was festive. Talks were of another big deal which meant more money for Leon. Kim played her part knowing this would be over within a day. The expensive wine was flowing and she loosened up.
On car ride back, Leon was almost giddy with how well it went. His hand rubbed Kim's thigh. Kim knew what would be in store for tonight. And based on what Leon had done to her the last 24 hours and how her body responded to it...she was not dreading it as much as she would have when this all started.
As they entered the apartment, leon suddenly pressed Kim against the wall and kissed her. Despite everything they had done, they had not yet kissed. Kim avoided it because it was too intimate (crazy as it is to say after what they had done) but it caught her off-guard.
Leon’s tongue forced its way between her lips, demanding and hungry, tasting of expensive wine and dark promises. His hand fisted in her hair, angling her head for deeper access while his other hand rubbed her ass. While initially aggressive, it softened. Kim could feel his large hard cock pressing into her. Kim felt her defenses, or what little remain, fall away.
Leon just then pulled off her. He smiled at her. "You were perfect this weekend. I am not sure we could have pulled this off otherwise. And this new deal, it is going to make me...and your family...a lot of money. We need to celebrate in style."
Leon headed to the wet bar off his great room and pulled a bottle of expensive champagne from the fridge. He also retrieved a black box and went over to Kim and handed it to her.
"We will enjoy this in the Master suite. But I thought you would look good in these...and only these."
Kim opened the box and found a pair of black patent open toed pumps.
They were at least 4 inches and brand new. Probably never worn. She looked at the box and then Leon.
Leon then instructed her to the bathroom to take off everything and only wear the shoes to bed where he would be waiting.
Kim hesitated for a moment and then did as instructed.
She dropped her coat on the floor in the master bathroom and took off her dress and shoes. She stood there for a moment staring at herself in the mirror. Her body was flushed, her nipples hard and she was still damp between her thighs. She took a deep breath and then put on the shoes. She looked at herself in the mirror. Fully naked exept for the shoes. There she was approaching 40, married with 2 kids and about to walk into her husband's boss's bedroom to be fucked like a whore. She took a breath and stepped out.
Leon was already in bed waiting for her. He was naked on top of the bed holding two glasses of champagne. His cock was already half hard and laying over his thigh. Leon’s eyes traveled slowly up and down her body, lingering on the shoes, then moving up to her flushed face.
"Damn." he gasped. "Would you mind walking back and forth so I can get a good look at how fucking hot you are?" Leon asked with a smirk, his blue eyes dark with lust as he leaned back against the headboard, champagne glass dangling casually from his fingers.
Kim swallowed hard but did as she was told, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor as she took slow, deliberate steps toward the foot of the bed and back. The patent leather of the shoes squeaked slightly with each movement, the sound sending another unwanted jolt of arousal through her.
Leon let out a low whistle. "Fuck, you’re exquisite. Come and join me." he patted to the side of his bed.
Kim walked forward, her steps slow and deliberate, the sensual sway of her hips making the 4-inch heels click against the hardwood floor. The lights from the city skyline reflected off her bare skin, making her glow under the low light of the room.
As she approached the bed, Leon took a sip of his champagne, then set the glass down on the nightstand beside him. He reached out and grabbed Kim’s wrist, pulling her gently onto the bed beside him.
“You did everything I asked today,” Leon murmured, his voice rough with want as he traced a finger down the side of her cheek. “Told the right stories, laughed at the right jokes.
You even charmed Suki.” Leon’s fingers trailed lower, brushing against Kim’s collarbone before dipping to circle one taut nipple. The cool air and warm champagne aroma mingled with the musk of sex lingering between them. He pinched the sensitive peak lightly, just enough to make Kim gasp, then pulled his hand back, wet from the champagne he’d been drinking. “You taste like bubbles now,” he growled, and before she could react, he leaned in and licked the champagne from her nipple, his tongue hot and rough against her skin.
Kim arched into the touch, her breath hitching.
The sensation of his mouth on her skin, the rough swipe of his tongue followed by the cold champagne droplets—it was too much, too filthy, too *good*—and she couldn’t stifle the moan that escaped her throat. Leon’s lips curved against her flesh as he pulled back, his hand sliding down her stomach in slow, deliberate circles. His fingers dipped lower, teasing through the thatch of dark curls between her thighs before pressing just hard enough to make her whimper.
“You’re so wet,” he murmured, almost to himself, as he dragged his fingers back up, circling her clit with his fingertips. He dribbled a little champagne over her pussy.
The cold liquid felt delicious, sending a shiver of pleasure throughout her body. Kim whimpered as she felt the champagne bubbles pop between her thighs.
Leon then lowered his head down, his tongue lapping up the champagne that had spilled over her pussy. His tongue was rough and demanding. Kim gasped as his tongue worked its way between her lips and lapped up her juices as well. She could feel his hot breath against her skin, the cool champagne intermixing with the heat that was radiating from her body.
Leon’s tongue moved up and down her slit, lapping at her, then turning to swirl around her clit.
The champagne and her own juices were mixing in his mouth and she could taste it as his tongue probed deeper thrusting inside her.
Kim’s hips jerked upward instinctively as Leon’s tongue began to fuck her with it.
“Fuck…yeah, just like that,” Leon grunted against her pussy, his breath hot and ragged.
Kim’s fingers tangled in his thick gray hair, gripping tight as he drove her wild. Her thighs trembled around his head, her heels digging into the mattress as waves of pleasure crashed over her.
Leon pulled back just long enough to spit on his fingers then shoved two inside her pussy.
His fingers worked her tight cunt while his mouth returned to her clit. Kim’s back arched off the bed as he fucked her pussy with his fingers and tongued her clit. She moaned, low and guttural, her heels slipping on the sheets as she tried to anchor herself against the onslaught of pleasure.
Kim bit down on her knuckles to muffle her scream as her orgasm ripped through her.
Her pussy clamped down on his fingers, her thighs trembling violently around his head as her back arched off the bed. Juices gushed around his fingers, covering his chin and dripping down his throat. Leon growled against her clit, drinking down every drop, his tongue lapping up the mess she made.
He didn’t let up—not even when her trembling turned into shuddering sobs. He fucked her through it, his fingers curling inside her in a ruthless rhythm, his mouth never leaving her clit. Kim’s heels slipped off the bed, her toes curling as she tried to close her legs, but he held them apart with his shoulders.
Her breath came in sharp, broken gasps, her chest heaving as wave after wave of pleasure crashed against her. The sheets beneath her were soaked with her cum, the scent of sex thick and heady in the air.
Leon then laid back on the bed and dribbled some of the champagne on his achingly erect cock indicating what he wanted from Kim..
Kim crawled up to him, her black patent heels clicking on the bed. She wrapped her fingers around his thick girth and began to stroke him. His cock was even bigger close up. Now fully hard it curved upward nearly touching his navel. The tip was swollen and glistening with pre-cum.
Kim looked at it and then began to place light tongue licks all around the head and shaft. It was hard as steel and the champagne gave it a sweet taste.
She opened her mouth wide and took him in as far as she could. Her lips stretched around his girth. Kim's eyes watered as she fought the reflex to gag as she took more of his cock into her mouth.
She hollowed her cheeks, her tongue swirling around his shaft as she bobbed her head up and down. Her hands stroked him in tandem with her mouth, her fingers barely able to wrap all the way around his thickness. She heard him groan above her and knew she was doing it right. T
She pulled back, her lips glistening with spit and pre-cum. Then she jerked it.
She took it in her mouth once more, swirling her tongue around his shaft as she did so, this time taking in a little more. She felt his cock twitch inside her mouth.
"Jesus fucking Christ," Leon grunted, his hips bucking up slightly off the bed.
"You’re gonna make me cum if you keep that up."
Kim pulled back with a wet pop, her lips swollen and red from working his cock and took that as a request. She increased her strokes and tightened her grip causing an involuntary moan from Leon. Her fist at the bottom of his shaft still left penty of room of his fat cock to extend over it and Kim had a hard time getting her whole hand around it. She tickled his cock head with her tongue as she did this causing Leon to lose control.
His hips jacked up into her mouth as he groaned out “Fuck!” He grabbed her head with both of his huge hands guiding her further down his shaft. Kim gagged on his length but didn’t pull back, determined to take him as deep as possible.
She felt his cock twitch and swell as he tightened his grip on her head forcing her forward. She felt his balls tighten against her chin and realized he was about to cum. He ripped his cock from her mouth just in time, shooting thick ropes of cum all over her chin, tits, and his chest.
Kim, still dressed only in the black patent heels on the bed in front of Leon, her tits and chest covered in his creamy load. She looked up at him with wide, startled eyes. Cum dripped from her chin down to her cleavage, sliding between her breasts in thick, white rivulets.
Leon groaned as he watched her, his cock still twitching with the last pulses of his orgasm. "Shit..." he panted. "Whew. Had to get that bullet out of the chamber or I was going to explode." He grabbed a cloth and wiped Kim down before cleaning himself off.