Amy said...
"Are you going to lick the cum or not?"
You do. You kneel on the ground with your girlfriend. Both of you look very odd as usually only one of you, at a time, kneels while giving head. But you stare into Amy's great fascinating eyes. She eggs you on to fulfill your end of the bargain like a seedy business.
You commence to clasp onto Amy hips, but she pushes you away. "No babe. Only your tongue. Use only your tongue to clean my face of your huge creamy load." Amy establishing more of a dormant dominant gene as she orders you not to touch her. A thing you struggle the hardest with. Who wasn't want to hold your beautiful redhead girlfriend?
You lean over acting like a stray cat after seeing a nice person leaving a bowl of milk out. Your tongue makes contact with the bitter seed layering and resting upon Amy makeup foundation. The blow job not disarraying her expensive makeup. Being too horned up from last week, not fucking Amy in a long time, enabled you to cum a bit too quickly.
The taste fucking with your insides. Bitter with an enormous dosages of salt floods the roof of your mouth. It then slides down your throat, eating your own cum off of her gorgeous face. An enthralling snarky smile rest upon her pouty lips.
Your tongue going over Amy face one final juncture. Her cum mask finally cleared after three minutes of you giving her a tongue bath. Amy unable to hide her giggles from this situation. Her fingers stretch out to play with your balls. Your soft member laying limply as she rolls your balls gently like marbles.
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