PremiumBukkake – Charlotte Angie swallows 35 huge cumshots

Gulp… Swallow… Lick. Charlotte Angie’s eyes closed dreamily as another voluminous spurt of cum jetted across her awaiting tongue, joining the pond of semen rapidly filling her mouth. She couldn’t keep track anymore. Thirty-five massive cumshots, all swallowed with fervent eagerness. Each man took their turn, towering over her as they unleashed their pent-up loads directly into her eager, upturned face.

“Mmmph… ahhh…” She let out little grunts and groans around the thick ropes of jizz already coating her esophagus. At this point, it was like a cum kaleidoscope in her mind – a blur of white, gooey lines painting her features as each man’s offering merged with the last.

Her throat worked overtime, squeezing and milking each shot as it hit. Muscles clenched, forcing the-CHIFF!- sweet, pungent essence into her belly. Charlotte could feel it sloshing around already. Massive cum deposits in her stomach stretched it to its limits. She was a sponge, soaking up every bit of baby batter her hungry body could handle.

Moaning, Charlotte cracked open her eyes, a trickle of semen dribbling from the corner of her mouth, to peek up at her latest painter. The man grinned wickedly, stirring his heavy sack in anticipation. He gave a little shimmy, aiming directly at Charlotte’s face. His cock pointed forward, chatting up her forehead like a biological weapon.

A bead of pre-cum formed at the tip, threatening to drop. The anticipation was too much. Charlotte thrust her chest forward, somehow hoping to lose herself even further in this ocean of cum. She felt so glorious, so pure, so free. This is what she was made for. Her – a cum toilet, a cock scrubber, a professional cum chugger.

She needed to be filled, to be ONE with each load given to her. The man grunted emphatically, bulging veins pulsing down his thick shaft – THWIP! The fuckstick fired a meaty gob of jizz directly between her eyes, splattering back into her eyelashes.

Charlotte’s eyes fluttered closed again, moanstening like a real hornball. Cum collected between her lids, adding to the growing stickiness coating her lashes. She flicked her tongue out again, trying to lap up the manly cream, succeeding only in smearing it further.

This continued for what felt like an eternity, until finally, nothing. Silence fell over the room. Charlotte blinked her eyes open wearily, struggling to see through the thick drapes of sperm. Her vision slowly came into focus – a large crowd of disheveled men, spent cocks dripping the last of their loads onto her body, a potpourri of nuts on display before her.

They nodded approvingly. As if to say “Well done, Charlotte”… “You’ve earned this”. Charlotte’s own cock poked through her labia, struggling for breath. She gave it a quick stroke, sending two more splotches of girl cum to the cum mosaic permanently painting her aura.

Slowly, painfully, she curled her legs under her and struggled to right herself. Her head lolled on her neck, dizzy from the sheer volume of semen pumped into her body. She caught a glimpse of herself in a nearby mirror and froze. Her face was unrecognizable under the thick layer of spunk. Dripping from her chin, crusting around her eyes, clinging to her hair. She looked like a victim of a food fight turned nightmarish.

But Charlotte didn’t care. Because, you see, she was a believer. In the church of cum, Charlotte Angie was a faithful adherent. This is her purpose, her reason for being. Each load a prayer, each grunt of release an amen choir.

As she wobbled to her feet, thick film of cum enveloping her entire body, Charlotte felt her spirit soar. This is what real transcendence must feel like. Lost in the rapture only the} divine seed could provide.

She stumbled towards the exit, leaving a trail of jizz drops behind her each time one dripped from the incredibly excessive load adorning her form. She felt pure. Sacred, even.

Just a simple girl, in love with cum. Making her way through this rental studio, renovated for the sole purpose of making the world a cum-drenched place. Each step echoed with a ping, as random loose strands of semen broke free from her body, stuck by no means to her dripping form.

Finally, Charlotte made her way outside. The cool air embraced her, before immediately picking up the musky scent of dick cheese, strong enough to make seasoned SNIFFERS cringe. Charlotte just smiled as the last glops of cum hit the floor. She raised her face to the sun, small but still physically noticing drips to her eyes and smiled as the rays burnished her cum-coated face to a sun-drenched shine. Charlotte was once again ready to take on the world – but now as the redeemed, all-packing, spunk-poorer.

Gulp. Swallow. Lick. Charlotte Angie stepped out into thecovered world, ready to reap what she once soaked. The thirty-five shots, the thick mouthfuls worthy of being pluggedand swallowed by a champ. Bukkake, Charlotte Angie had been doing front-to-back. Challenge accepted, challenge met head-to-head.