"Ohhhh, fuuuuck," said Logan.  His legs were spread wide, his feet were digging into the mattress, his knees were bent, and his hips were bucking up, helping her sliding his dick between her tits and into her gifted mouth.<br/><br/>She really did want his cum.  She was practically vacuuming it out of him, using his dick as a fat meaty straw.  Squeezing his balls moved his sperm around inside his big sack.  She was squeezing like she was going to crush them.  It wouldn't be the first time that happened to him.  He can always grow a new pair.  She was making him want to give it to her while also taking it forcibly.<br/><br/>This was it, he couldn't hold back anymore.  He took a deep breath, tried to clear his mind, but lost the delicate control he had.<br/><br/>The first blast came out of him like a volcano erupting.  One big, sticky string of jizz shot straight up, hitting the ceiling.  It stuck and hung there for a moment, then slowly created a long drop from the ceiling right to Joystick's waiting tongue.<br/><br/>The aim was adjusted and he fired another rope of cum.  This one went straight into her mouth, instantly filling it up with creamy white stuff.<br/><br/>The next trio of semen barrages created three stripes on her face.  The first one started at her hairline, went down her nose, made of bridge of cum from one lip to the other around her open mouth, and dribbled off her chin.  The second and third one went over each of her eyes, cheeks, and jaw.<br/><br/>But Logan had far more than that.  More cum sprayed out of his dick like a firehouse.  She had tears, a moustache, a beard and a necklace, all made of his cum.  Even while he lay back and twitched the rest of his orgasm away, his cock still leaked more ball batter.<br/><br/>Joystick was drenched in his cock sauce.<br/><br/>It would take a few minutes before Logan was ready to fuck.<br/>