Try to distract her first

Your girlfriend strips in front of you, taking care not to get your cum on her top as she peels it off. Her bare body gives you a stirring, despite her amazing blowjob just moments earlier. Her pert breasts bounce as she shimmies out of her jeans and then her panties. Seeing you standing there, she grins and turns to walk toward the bathroom.

You follow Jess, and she sighs as you can't keep your hands off her tight ass. "If I'd known you'd turn into an ass man so easily, I would've worked out sooner." You let your hand drop to tease her pussy from behind. Jess stops walking, letting you have your way with her. She moans and cups her left breast gently, squeezing her flesh and puckered nipple. You slide your index finger just in, and Jess groans again. "Let me get your cum off my face," she says softly. "Baby," Jess moans as you continue, ignoring her request. She leans over the counter, looking at her face in the mirror as you push again, letting your finger enter her more fully. Both her hands grab the counter as she braces against your gentle ****. You lean over her and kiss her shoulder from behind as you continue to finger fuck her in front of the mirror.

"I'm wearing your cum, John," she moans. You reach your left hand around to cup her quivering breast. "You plastered me, baby. And now, oh my... John, baby, you're so good with your fingers," she moans. You glance at Jess's face in the mirror. A string of your cum falls from her face onto the counter and you feel your finger speed up of its own accord. Your hand grips Jess's breast, squeezing her small tit as you feel her pussy dampen. "Damn," she breathes as she cups her unmolested tit, now leaning back against your invading finger. Another strand of cum falls, splattering against her hand on the counter. "I'm dripping," she murmurs.

You can't tell if she means from her pussy, which is completely accurate, or about the cum falling from her face, but you continue to work her over. You notice that when she can, she glances at herself in the mirror, and she shudders a little more powerfully. You decide to encourage her. "Look at your body getting closer to orgasm," you whisper, still gently pawing at her exposed breast. You cup it and shake it for her viewing pleasure. "Watch your young, firm tit bounce while you fuck my finger, love," you order. Jess does so, her eyes glued to her breast in the mirror. "Tell me what you see," you murmur.

"I see my fiancé fucking me with his strong, powerful finger while putting my body on display," she groans. "My titty is bouncing because you want it to, John. I'm going to have an orgasm with your sperm all over my face, John" she wails. You feel her pussy grip your finger and she shudders, another string of your cum hitting her arm as she is overtaken by what seems to be a powerful orgasm. You gently probe her pussy through it, and she starts catching her breath in **** gasps. As she slows down, you slowly draw your finger out of her and watch her whole body sigh. You continue gently groping her breast as she stands, and she looks in the mirror for a moment. "I look like your whore," she murmurs. As you release her breast, she grips your hand and firmly puts it back. "Damn it John what did you do to me?" she asks smiling as you begin caressing her breast.

You feel sudden inspiration as you kiss her neck, and she sighs contentedly. "What you wanted," you say softly. Jess takes a deep breath. You bring your free hand up to cup her other breast. "Your hand is wet... oh fuck," Jess whispers. "Now you're covered in both our cum," you confirm. Jess's eyes close tightly as she bites her lip. "Fuck," she murmurs again. You continue to rub Jess's firm breasts, and she looks at herself in the mirror again. Her face changes slightly, a small smile curving her lips as she reaches behind you and deftly finds your hard cock. "Already?" she asks, grinning as she positions her pussy over your dick. "Do you want to fuck your bride to be while she's already covered in your cum, baby?"