Pulling back slowly, still ensuring to tease him as she danced her tongue along the way, Latte reluctantly released his cock from her lips. Shifting her muzzle downward, she slapped his cock square onto her face, panting heavily as she continued to lick at it. The scent, the flavor, and his sheer size was something out of a porno, yet she was living a real life fantasy with the shaft she was being gifted with. A part of her was reluctant that she had reached her objective of making him cum, but with the thick, fat log of cock on her face, she couldn’t be bothered to care. He was still rock hard, she was still horny, and her mind had already thought of what to do next.