“Fuck you.” She spat at him as he called her impolite. If he wanted to see impolite Latrice could sure show him. Still he continued to plop his shaft against her face, soon moving to rub it all over, as if painting on her face like some artist. Latrice continued to try and pull away, to push her head in a different direction if his. Soon he started to rub himself under her glasses, nearly poking out her she closed it for a second to avoid seeing more of him up close.<br/><br/>The gross creature of a man before her even then started to rub himself against the glasses themselves. Smearing her saliva against the glass, causing it to become smudged and dirty, effecting her eyesight. He seemed to take great pride in making a mess of her and her things, continuing to do so until he shoved himself under the tight frame on her face and exploded. The act cause her to cry out, squirming in the chair as she tried to close her eye the best she could. The warm fluid invaded her face as she thrashed under him, watching through her free eye as it teared up. He put himself away and even asked her if she was thirsty. Covered in her saliva and his cum now, she looked up at him and glared. “ I want to go home.”