Beaver Hunt #5 - Part 3

Her fingers gripped him harder while she pumped his shaft. Her palm slid up the length of him slick and hot. Jordan's cock pulsed in her hand. She leaned in close, her breath hitting his neck as she kept jerking him faster. His hips jerked without warning and thick ropes of come shot across her fist and wrist, some of it hitting the floor between them, the rest of it dribbling down her fingers. He ground against her grip, riding out every spasm until his balls tightened one final time. She worked his cock to the last drop until his dick twitched weak in her sticky palm and his shoulders slumped heavy against the wall.