You tell her she tastes good and ask her for details

"You taste a bit different from usual, baby", you notice.

"Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't... brush my teeth after what I did. I didn't think of that. I didn't mean!", she panicks and apologizes.

"No, no. It's okay", you comfort her, "It doesn't taste bad, don't worry."

She's a little shocked and confused: "It doesn't taste bad?"

"No, it tastes pretty good. There's no issue."

Her eyes widen: "John, you know what the taste is, right?"

You nod.

You see a fire in her eyes and she bites her lip: "Then tell me... What did you taste in my mouth. On top of my saliva, I mean."

You swallow your own saliva before you reply and tell her: "I tasted the dick that you sucked and the cum you swallowed..."

"That's right you did", she presses her lips against yours again and push her tongue in your mouth, letting you taste it again. "And you loved it. Wanna hear about the rest of what we did? Because you didn't only taste his dick and cum..."

You nod: "Yeah, I'd love to. Can we go to the bedroom?"

"Yeah we'll be more comfy!"

You both go upstairs, holding hands and excited like it was your first date. You sit on the edge of the bed, she sits next to you and unbuttons her shirt. Her bra soon follows on the floor. You get a full view on her big tits while she moves her hand on your bulge, unzipping your pants and grabbing your dick in her hand.

You lean to reach her tits with your mouth, licking and sucking on her nipples. They harden quickly against your tongue. She pulls your head back up though, grabbing your hair to kiss you again. She tells you about her afternoon, about the minutes you didn't see.

"He was so horny and ****, but didn't want to look that way. So after he whipped it out, instead of asking me to suck it instantly, he slapped my face with his dick a few times. I bet you can still smell his dick on me, can't you?". You sniff her skin, you can't really smell it, but the thought of it is so hot.

"He asked me to beg for it. I did... I begged to suck on his cock, you're not mad? And even then, he didn't let me. He said his balls should be enough for me. I worshipped them until he was satisfied and let me taste his shaft. Perhaps you can taste his balls on my tongue", she kisses you again. You such her tongue into your mouth, taking it all. You moan hard into her mouth.

"That's when he started recording. I couldn't wait any longer, really. I needed to taste it."

You twitch and leak precum when she tells her story, her hand feel so soft. You ask: "Babe... You even swallowed his cum. It took you a few date to swallow mine when we first met".

"That was a decade ago, I'm a lot sluttier right now! Thanks to a certain someone who... indirected swallowed some of his cum too in a way", she moves her hand down to your balls, rubbing them and kneading them. Your eyes roll back from how good it feels. You can't hold it much longer and warn her: "I'm gonna cum baby, I can't hold much longer". She moves her hand back up on your shaft.

"Cum all over my hand! Shoot a big load for me", she encourages you right before you shoot your cum on her finger and palm.

She lifts her hand, your cum drips down from her fingers slowlty, hanging down in the air.

"Should I lick it clean alone or... do you want some too?", she asks while looking into your eyes with a seducing gaze.