Facesitting

Douglas lay on his back, waiting in the guest bedroom. He could hear Valentina and her visitor, fucking hard one bedroom over. He'd done a spot of babysitting that evening, and the baby was another bedroom over, snoozing.

Whenever he thought they were done, it was merely a change in position. They rutted long enough that Douglas came twice before Valentina's chosen bull. Then Douglas heard the bedroom door close, and thirty minutes later, after he'd showered and left, Valentina entered, smelling like pure sex.

She seated herself on Douglas's face. God, her ass was magnificent, Douglas thought, the round meaty assglobes enveloping his entire face. He tongued her puckered star, the seldom touched flesh of her inner ass globes, her perineum, before exploring her wet, wanton cunt.

"Better clean it all up," Valentina said. "Don't want me getting pregnant again."

Douglas ate like a man possessed, his tongue and teeth working her clit, the thick folds of her cunt, and sucking every dollop of cum out of him. After she'd cum again, twice, the two snuggled in bed together, Valentina fulfilled and Douglas deprived.