She writes something on your chest.

Taking the pen from your palm, Stacey places left hand on your shoulder as she leans in close, the marker cap now in her mouth and the felt tip touches your chest.

You watch her hand move across your chest, feeling the cool ink from the marker tip on your skin. As she finishes each word, you try to read the upside down text, taking you a few seconds for your brain to recognise the words.

loves

the

taste

of

cum

As the realisation of what she's written on your chest hits you, your head snaps up to look at her, only for her lips to mash into yours. Your eyes go wide as an intoxicating new taste fills your mouth and overwhelms you. Her hands are now running through your hair, holding your head in place as you suck face.

Inhaling, you smell the delectable fragrance of cum, and you NEED it. Breaking away from her kiss you frantically begin to lick and slurp away at her cheek, sucking up your cum she hadn't cleaned off herself. It tastes so delicious.

In a fervour you drop down and take her left breast in your mouth. You lick all over her breasts and down her tight stomach tracing the remains of cum left by her fingers. Stacey moans and throws her head back, hands still running through your hair as you lick her body. "It tastes that good does it baby?" she moans.

Breathing hard you give her a quick kiss, your tongue fishing in mouth for any trace of cum. You break the kiss, panting. "I've never tasted anything so good. I want more babe."