Her mouth being in the full horny state was bottoming out right from the start where normally a few minutes of sucking are required to get to that point of sexual bliss where she didn’t care how bad it made her eyes water to take it into the top of her throat.
The slight delay of my orgasm was probably not more than ten seconds. Prolonging the exquisite feelings she was producing on my tool made me feel like I had entered some sort of tantric state where my orgasm was impending but was currently in a state of anticipatory suspense. My sperm began to rush out in squirts. My orgasm pumped out fluid on at least eight or nine contractions in a row. It had been a week since I had last come and so this load was extra thick and creamy white not at all translucent.
It was as though she was performing an experiment and wanted to make sure the conditions were precisely met. Karen had coaxed a load out by fucking and then sucked it all up to swallow, or so she said, which made Kathy want to take the entire load into her mouth and then swallow it. She had been told it was a delicious mixture of pussy juice and hot spurts of jism, so she was bound to complete the task exactly as described so she could then judge for herself. The large thick load I think surprised her. How could she have known I hadn’t come at least by my own methods in a week? I just happened to have been busy or tired each night when it might have otherwise happened.
One thick salty bead managed to leak out onto her chin and stuck solid in the tiny little invisible facial hairs. The vision is one that dances through my eyes regularly to this day. She lifted herself up, a giant squirt of thick come pasted to her chin and her shiny lips wet with her pussy juice smeared around her face like a little kid eating a vanilla ice cream cone. Integral in the passions invoked by the thought is the fact that while raising herself up her head nodded clearly forcing herself to swallow. The pure lust in that moment was not ruined by a facial expression of horror commonly found on a submitting wife, rather it was simply an unexpected obstacle and her physiology was not letting her easily swallow a pungent load of salty juices without the use of a bit of willpower. As her head came back up from the forced swallow a sly grin crossed her face as though she was proud to have completed her stated task. Painted across my face was the look of bliss that said everything she needed to know as to whether or not I enjoyed myself.
She felt the presence of the blob on her chin and gave a weak effort at licking it up into her mouth but was only successful in pushing it along to a spot that she could no longer reach with her tongue. Now she smiled mischievously as she moved in for a kiss.
What’s good for the goose is good for the gander I figured and let her kiss me and share the mess we made. It was the least I could do for a girl that went to such an effort to please me in every way she could.
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