Swallow

Taking your hand off his cock as you make your executive decision, he looks for a second like he's just died. A moment later and he looks like he's gone to heaven as your lips wrap around his prick and you bob your head eratically on his cock, like a **** slut. _Is that what you are? A slut now? _These thoughts didn't stop you, especially when he grabbed the top of you head and pushed down, erupting down your throat after a low groan. There's so much though, and when the last drop is spent, a fair amount lands on your heaving chest. You swallow what's in your mouth, he tastes better than my James.

"Uhh, Sasha? You er.." he points at your cum stained tits. Without thinking you scoop up the rest with your finger and erotically suck it off. _You ARE a slut, and you fucking love it. _You stand up and go to get one of your boyfriends giant tops to wear to bed. _You don't deserve to wear that you fucking cheater. _James is zipping up now and on his way out the door, he says nothing. That is a first.

You hop in bed, feeling a million emotions at once, before finding yourself masturbating yourself to sleep yet again. What. A. Night.