Viloet was breathing calmly, even serenely, through her nose in anticipation. A nice coating down always got her quite aroused though she- The halfling suddenly felt her companion's strong hand force itself down her pants and rub against her nub, sending an unexpected tingle up her spine! "Whu- Hey!" She let out in protest just as he came, sending one long gush of cum directly into her mouth. She clenched her eyes shut and uttered a squeamish and incoherent whine out of reflex which expelled some of his creamy seed from her mouth at the edges of her lips. With little time to react, another rope spurted out and landed all the way from her pointed ear to cheek. 'One more reason not to be<em>too</em>good!' she thought in a flash as she turned her head away in recoil as another spurt to hit her forehead in one concentrated spot... It had even parted that rogue strand of hair as it oozed down between her eye and nose.<br/><br/>She was breathing hard now, and after a moment of respite it seemed that the event had passed. No, he wasn't quite done yet. A stream shot from his hard throbbing dick and onto her already coated cheek, splashing what was already there down to her jaw. This was about enough, she brought her tiny hand up to his tip to block any more of his spurts, but it had the opposite effect. His next spurt splattered when part of it connected with her fingers, sending thick white droplets of hot cum upon nearly everything in reach. With her eyes closed, she was completely incapable of even the most remote semblance of coordination. The next stream missed her hand entirely, shooting up in the air in an arc before it landed across her neck. Tentatively, she opened her unthreatened eye to better defend herself. Now able to gauge the trajectory more clearly throughout the remainder of this ordeal, Viloet cautiously supervised Terrance's final spouts merely gush upon her palm. It lazily oozed down his length and her wrist.<br/><br/>Well, she managed to block<em>one</em>of them. It was consolation, at least. And... just great. Despite fearing for the livelihood of her eyes, her own loins had produced its' fair share of wetness from his powerful touch, and was still going strong. She was hoping<em>not</em>to soak this pair. It was her last one, too. Well, that would change soon enough.<br/><br/>What a mess. And not just figuratively. What could she do about it, though? ...Pretty much nothing.<br/><br/>Viloet sat up beside him, looking up at her newfound employer with one eye still shut with a somewhat spiteful glare. Completely covered, he had marked his property well, from the scalp to her jaw and even a portion upon her neck, she was coated down in his thick seed. Unable to speak with his first and most sizable spurt of cum still in her mouth, she let out a soft whine in protest,<em>"MMMMMmmmmm!"</em><br/><br/>She tried to wipe some off, but realized her hand was just as slick with his cream. Viloet threw her hands up into the air before letting them fall onto her lap defeatedly, which incidentally caused even more of a mess.