Jim has some more cum for Anne

Anne wrapped her lips around Jim’s softening cock, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head as she sucked him back to life. The salty tang of his cum still lingered on her tongue as she hollowed her cheeks, working him deeper with slow, wet pulls. His fingers tangled in her hair as a low groan rumbled from his chest.

"Fuck, Anne—" he gritted out, his hips twitching forward as her warm mouth coaxed him back to full hardness.

Anne released Jim’s cock with a wet pop, her lips glistening as she gazed up at him with dark, hungry eyes. "I want you to cum on my face this time," she purred, her tongue darting out to catch a stray drop of precum from her bottom lip.

Jim’s breath hitched, his cock twitching against her cheek as he fisted his shaft, already swelling back to full hardness under her command. His thumb swiped over the slick tip, spreading precum in thick, glistening streaks before he gripped himself tighter.

Anne’s lips parted with a wet gasp as she took the swollen head of Jim’s cock back into her mouth, her tongue swirling in tight circles around the sensitive ridge. His groan vibrated through her as his fingers tightened in her hair, guiding her deeper while his other hand pumped his shaft in slow, slick strokes.

She hollowed her cheeks, sucking hard as precum seeped onto her tongue—thick and salty—her lashes fluttering at the taste. Jim’s hips jerked forward, the velvety heat of her mouth coaxing another pearl of arousal from his tip.

She pulled back just enough to let his cock slip from her lips with a wet sound, her breath warm against his flushed skin. "Do you have another load in you, honey?" she murmured, her tongue flicking over the leaking slit as she watched his reaction through hooded eyes.

Jim groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair as his cock pulsed against her cheek. "Fuck, Anne—you know I do," he gritted out, his hips rocking forward as another thick bead of precum welled up.

She grinned, slow and wicked, before wrapping her lips around him again, this time taking him deeper, her throat fluttering as she swallowed around the head.

Anne’s huge tits swayed as she leaned back on her elbows, her chest still glistening with Jim’s release. The weight of them shifted enticingly with each breath, her nipples stiff and flushed from his earlier attention. Jim’s cock throbbed in her grip as she guided him closer, her tongue darting out to catch the next thick drop of precum beading at his tip.

"Fuck, look at you," he growled, his voice rough with need as his fingers tightened in her hair. His hips jerked forward, his cock sliding wetly against her parted lips before she took him deep again, her throat working around him.

Jim’s gaze burned over Anne’s thick, luscious curves as she bobbed her head, her full lips stretched obscenely around his girth. The sight of her heavy tits swaying beneath her, still glossy with his last release, made his cock twitch violently against her tongue.

“Christ, Anne—” he groaned, fingers flexing in her hair as she hollowed her cheeks, sucking hard enough to make his thighs tremble. Her tongue pressed firm along his underside, swirling just beneath the head where he was most sensitive, and his hips jerked forward on instinct.

Precum flooded her mouth, thick and salty, and she moaned around him, the vibration rippling through his shaft.

Anne didn’t know what had came over her this new fetish of seeing cum on her. She wanted to make Jim cum again but this time on her face and she had never let him do that before. “Jim I wane you cum on my face this time”.

Anne pulled back with a slow, deliberate drag of her lips, leaving Jim’s cock glistening and twitching against her flushed cheek. Her breath came in quick, warm puffs against his wet skin as she tilted her face up, eyes heavy with desire.

"Jim," she murmured, her voice thick with need, "I want to feel it this time. All over me."

His fingers tightened in her hair as a shudder ran through him. The way she looked up at him—lips parted, lashes fluttering, her skin still sticky with his last release—sent a pulse of heat straight to his cock.

Jim’s grip tightened in her hair as his cock throbbed against her tongue, the swollen head glistening with spit and precum. "You want it messy, baby?" he growled, his hips stuttering forward as Anne moaned encouragement around him.

Her fingers dug into his thighs, nails leaving faint crescents as she bobbed faster, her lips stretched tight around his shaft. The wet, rhythmic sounds of her sucking filled the room, mingling with Jim’s ragged breaths.

Then—his balls tightened, heat coiling low in his gut. "Anne—fuck—" he warned, but she didn’t pull away.

Anne sucked harder, her lips sealing tight around Jim’s cock as she hollowed her cheeks, her tongue working feverishly along his throbbing underside. His hips jerked forward uncontrollably, his fingers twisting in her hair as a guttural groan tore from his chest.

"Gonna—fuck—Anne—!" His warning came out strangled, his balls drawing up tight as heat surged through him. She moaned around his length, the vibration sending sparks down his spine just as his cock pulsed violently against her tongue. The first thick rope of cum splashed across her cheek, hot and sticky, painting her skin white.

Jim’s cock jerked violently as another thick pulse of cum splashed across Anne’s cheekbone, the heat of it making her gasp. The second rope streaked white over her parted lips, painting her chin as she tilted her face up greedily. His fingers tightened in her hair, holding her still as his hips stuttered forward, driving his release deeper into her mouth.

"Take it—fuck—take all of it," he growled, his voice ragged as another hot spurt coated her tongue. Anne moaned, her throat working as she swallowed around him, her lashes fluttering at the salty-bitter flood.

Anne’s breath hitched as Jim’s cock pulsed against her tongue, his thick release painting the back of her throat before she pulled back just enough to watch. His shaft jerked wildly, veins standing out as another hot spurt arced across her cheek, glazing her skin in sticky streaks. She kept her eyes locked on his twitching cock, lips parted as another jet splashed over her nose, the warmth dripping slowly toward her swollen mouth.

Jim groaned through clenched teeth, his fingers tightening in her hair as his hips jerked forward, forcing another thick rope across her forehead. Anne gasped as it trickled toward her brows, her tongue darting out to catch the salty spillover from her lips.

Jim’s cock twitched weakly against Anne’s bottom lip as the last pearly drops oozed from the slit. His breath came in ragged bursts while he stared down at her—his wife, his beautiful, wanton wife—her face glazed with his release, strands of cum clinging to her eyelashes, her lips still parted around his softening length.

Anne’s mind raced with dirty thoughts she never would have let Jim do this before. Something came over the thought of being covered in cum and watching Jim’s cock shooting cum all over body. It was real then on for her something had snapped deep inside of her.

Anne’s thighs trembled as she rose from her knees, Jim’s release still warm and thick on her skin. She could feel it sliding down her cheek, catching in the curve of her collarbone as she stepped toward the bathroom. The cool air raised goosebumps on her flushed body, her nipples pebbling tight as she swayed with each step, hyper-aware of the sticky trails painting her stomach, her breasts.

The mirror fogged slightly from the shower’s steam as she stopped in front of it, her breath hitching at the sight. Streaks of white streaked through her dark hair, clung to her lashes, smeared across her parted lips. As Anne looked at herself in the mirror she felt so turned on covered in Jim’s cum.