( More like multiple shots. Which meant that even as Anders reeled back, a few more ropes of cum were spraying from the tip of Hawke's dick, and he only had, like, half of his one remaining braincell working well enough to move in time to not hit the poor man below him in the eye when he jerked back in surprise; the motion sending droplets of his seed across Anders cheek and adding even more along his jaw. Whoops. )
Damn — sorry. ( Hopefully sorry would suffice for accidentally coming on his face after choking him with his dick. ) I told you to punch me if you needed to, didn't I? ( Said between panting breaths, his expression punch drunk in the wake of his orgasm that still sent ripples of pleasure through him. )
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Damn — sorry. ( Hopefully sorry would suffice for accidentally coming on his face after choking him with his dick. ) I told you to punch me if you needed to, didn't I? ( Said between panting breaths, his expression punch drunk in the wake of his orgasm that still sent ripples of pleasure through him. )