(Sorry for the delay, family came in early for the Memorial Day weekend.)
So, in our last episode, I was kneeling over her on the couch, and had finished ejaculating in her mouth. But she wouldn’t let go of my cock, even as it started to shrink. I felt her tongue playing with the knob, her lips pulling on the shaft, not wanting to let it slip out of her mouth.
All the meanwhile, there was a little voice in my head telling me that there was something off, something was missing, but I couldn’t figure out what it was.
Finally she let go of me, and I stood up. She smiled at me, her lips closed, and then, meeting my eyes, she opened her mouth, and showed me her mouth full of my cum. Completely covering her tongue, a thick white puddle extended as far back in her mouth as I could see.
Her eyes glinted, wickedly, as she slowly curled her tongue and made an exaggerated swallowing motion, noisly showing off her delight in enjoying my semen.