<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img11.deviantart.net/bbd6/i/2013/256/a/2/hookah_girl_by_daul-d6m6rk5.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kurat-ul-Ain Ali<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Beach<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Valentine, Closed<br/><strong>Letters:</strong>A, Fa<br/><br/>Kurat let out tiny little moans and whimpers as the girl planted sloppy little kisses on her cum stained lips. The first time she tasted the salty substance being fed to her she let out a little coo of surprise, but after the first taste the girl began hungrily lapping at Valentine's lips, happy to be fed the woman's raw essence. Has Kurat been in her right mind she probably would have broken down from the sheer shame and humiliation of Valentine was doing to her, the lewdness of it, the cruel sense of domination, the gleefulness in which the older woman imposed her will. However with her head swimming in a sea of pleasure, every little touch causing her nerves to explode like fire works, she couldn't care less, heck the opposite she wanted more.<br/><br/>And Valentine was happy to give her just that. While the woman again began one sidedly debating the philosophy behind blowing one's load over another's face, Kurat was busy trying to chase down the slicked head of the woman's cock, tongue hanging out of her mouth as she tried to capture the magic cum dispenser that had already left her so completely drenched. She managed to get a quick taste of it, her taste buds on fire as they dragged across the swollen knob, gliding down along the stiff ridge of her crown, but it was over too soon, far too soon, and once again the woman could only watch as it was dangled above her, every part of her unfilled and still wanting.<br/><br/>Again she felt the hot eruption against her skin, the woman's life giving magma burning hot against her bronzed skin. It seemed like her second orgasm was just as big as the first, maybe even bigger? Who knows, Kurat certainly didn't, all she knew was that she was being glazed like a donut and she reveled in it. Suddenly though the world went dark, Valentine shooting thick, sticky strands across Kurat's eyes, plastering them shut. The sudden blindness only heightened the sensation of being submerged in the other woman's cum, she opened her mouth and immediately the thick goo began leaking inside. Whatever survival instinct she had still working commanded her to start swallowing, and she did, gulping down the greasy mess until her nose and mouth were clear. However while she was able to properly breath, every other feature of her face was completely buried beneath a miniature lake of sperm, the visual was truly obscene, almost dehumanizing in a way, though again in Kurat's fucked up state she didn't mind at all. Actually it was kind of comfortable, laying like that, sprawled out in the hot sun, face submerged in a cooling mask of sexual fluids. As Valentine walked off she would see Kurat's body go limp, not from suffocating thank god, but it seemed to exertion of their fucking had finally caught up to her, and she passed out right on the spot.