Soham paints them

‘I see you have a ruby,’ Amina mentioned to Zalah, as Soham approached their table, sloppy strings of cum dripping liberally from the tip of his huge cock.

Zalah looked down at her navel where the stone gleamed in the dim light. ‘That’s right. An Eastern Mystic gave it to me after I did a service for him.’

Amina nodded. ‘I know the mystic to which you refer. Quite well, actually.’

Zalah looked down at Amina’s tight, ripped belly and noticed, to her amazement, an identical jewel to hers was set in the hostesses’ stomach.

‘I hadn’t noticed that,’ Zalah said.
‘That’s because you were busy staring at my tits, right?’ returned Amina.

Zalah laughed. Then she said, ‘do you find it… improves things?’
Amina winked. ‘I’d say so. Look at our pairs of tits. Perfection.’

Amina held her hands underneath the huge globes that she sported, weighing the immense orbs in her hands. ‘Nowadays, I’m never happy unless I have these puppies covered in cum. Sometimes, when I’m walking around the streets after a cum-shower from some of the boys here, people assume I’m wearing a white top, until bits of it start to drip off me.’

Zalah giggled. To her left, at that moment, Soham released five jets of sticky cum that arced out of his dick, hung in the air for a couple of seconds and them splattered noisily against Perrima’s tits. Out of her mind with pleasure at the lickings of the guy between her legs, Perrima began to make small mewling sounds.

Pointing his dick straight up, Zalah watched as another long jet of cream was launched, sailing far over Perrima’s head and into her own face, where a small portion of ejaculate found its way into her hair. The cum dribbled off her hair and hung in gelatinous strands in front of her eyes.

‘Great shot!’ Zalah commented to Amina.
‘Great catch,’ purred Amina.

Again the giant penis reared back and fired off another burst of creamy sauce, this time shooting straight up and landing right back down in the valley between Amina’s huge knockers. Zalah leaned in and dipped her tongue into the sticky splatter of semen that dripped from the golden orbs, curling her tongue around Amina’s small brown nipples. Zalah let the sticky cream spill out of her mouth in one giant glob and then sucked it back in to swallow it down.

Momentarily preoccupied with her cum-swallowing act, Zalah failed to notice that Soham’s cock was now pointing directly at her face. Before she realised it, a huge stream of cum shot out and splashed into her cheek, leaving a sticky mass of sperm dripping from her nose and chin. Directly afterwards a sudden eruption of hot and gooey semen flew across the table right into Amina’s open mouth, hitting the back of her throat and splashing into her upper palate, exuding in great gobs over her lips and onto her chin, then dripping off and pooling in the valley between her huge breasts.

‘That’s a lot of cum,’ Zalah said, professionally. Looking around the room and her gaze alighting upon the first two women that had been anointed by Soham, the black woman and the brunette, Zalah saw them sharing a sloppy kiss, which, when broken, left a thick and gooey line of cum hanging, suspended between their chins. The Brunette’s slender, tanned stomach had had nearly the whole tattoo erased by the creamy sauce dribbling over it.

Everywhere else in the room, women at each of the tables, each splattered as messily as she herself had been, were playing with semen. Some of them were smearing it over their tits and bellies, some were sucking and licking it from nipples and some were simply letting it hang from their chins in ropes. Not one of these super-sluts made any attempt to clean themselves.

As Soham departed their table to service the one remaining woman, Zalah then returned her gaze to Anima, who smiled at her, infinitely more beautiful with her decoration of cum

‘And that’s just for starters…’ Amina said to her.