Silke and Lotion

Susi stood wide-legged right next to the brightly lit gynecological chair, arms crossed over her chest, a broad, sadistic grin on her face. The merciless OP light made every glistening strand of cum, every twitch of Lisa’s body, and every wet, squelching sound from Silke’s hands crystal clear. The first men were already crowding forward, cards in hand, cocks out and hard. Jan had the camera ready.

The moment the first big-bellied guy blew his load — a thick, heavy spurt right across Lisa’s full tits — Silke was on it. She plunged both hands deep into the warm, sticky mess, spread it greedily over both breasts and started massaging it in slowly and thoroughly. Her fingers circled the hard nipples, kneaded the cum deep into the skin, tugged the nipples long and rubbed everything in so intensely that Lisa’s tits shone wetly and made soft, obscene squelching noises.

“Mmmh, nice thick first lotion,” Silke murmured without stopping. “That was probably four, maybe even five milliliters just on her tits.”

Susi laughed softly. “And that was only one. Make her really shiny, Silke.”

The next guy aimed straight for Lisa’s face. Thick ropes landed on her cheek, across her lips and dripped into the corner of her mouth. Silke immediately waved another man over. While one of her hands worked the fresh cum into Lisa’s cheek and rubbed it deep into the skin, the other hand grabbed the new cock and started a fast, professional handjob. “Come on, give me fresh lotion for her face,” she whispered to him. Seconds later he exploded, covering Lisa’s other cheek, forehead and lips. Silke massaged it all in — cheeks, lips, even a little into the hairline and scalp. Her fingers slid wetly over Lisa’s face, pushing some cum between her slightly parted lips and working it in deep.

“Already two facial loads,” Silke said to Susi while she kept kneading Lisa’s cheeks. “That’s easily eight to nine milliliters just on her face. She already looks properly used.”

Susi nodded approvingly. “Perfect. Keep going.”

Silke worked without pause. When one man shot a huge load straight into the pussy funnel, she scooped some of the overflow out with two fingers and smeared it generously over Lisa’s swollen clit. Her fingers circled slowly, then harder, massaging the thick cum deep into the sensitive nub and the surrounding pussy lips. Lisa moaned loudly, her hips jerking helplessly against the restraints.

“Need more lotion for her clit…” Silke called out. She waved the next man over, jerked him off hard and fast with her cum-slick hand until he splattered a thick load directly onto Lisa’s clit. Her fingers were right back on it, rubbing and pressing the fresh cum deep in with firm, circling motions until the little pearl was glistening and dripping.

“How much do we have now?” Susi asked curiously.

Silke grinned without slowing down. “Five loads… maybe twenty milliliters total. But just wait till we hit ten. Then it’s gonna get really nice and slippery.”

When the next loads splattered across Lisa’s belly and neck, Silke spread them with both hands in big, wet circles. She stroked over the flat stomach, pushed her fingers deep into the belly button, worked everything up to the neck and even into the armpits — especially slow and humiliating there, making Lisa tremble with shame. As soon as her hands started to feel dry, she simply waved the next man over, gave him a filthy handjob and had him shoot exactly where she needed more.

“Seven or eight loads now,” Silke estimated while she was busy massaging a fresh load deep into Lisa’s tits. “That’s already over thirty milliliters. Look how beautifully shiny her whole upper body is… and her belly is already starting to swell a little.”

Susi leaned forward, ran a finger through the cum on Lisa’s belly and licked it off with pleasure. “I’d say thirty-five to forty milliliters. Keep going, Silke. I want every single inch of her body to smell and shine like a freshly polished cum-whore.”

Silke nodded eagerly, her hands never stopping. She kept waving men over, milking them expertly and collecting fresh, warm lotion straight onto Lisa’s skin. Her fingers worked with precision and devotion — kneading, stroking, rubbing, pressing the cum deep in. Lisa’s entire upper body, her face, tits, belly, neck, clit, armpits and even her scalp now gleamed with a thick, even layer of white.

Lisa just lay there whimpering, her body slick and glistening, face flushed with shame and lust, while Silke continued her relentless “special treatment.”