asks her husband about the taste of your cum

"Thank you, Jimmy for helping clean me up," she says laying back on the bed next to you. You put one of your hands casually on her breast. "Doesn't Mr. Madison taste great?"

Jimmy can still taste you in his mouth. He shakes his head, almost tears in his eyes, knowing that this isn't the answer Samantha wants and because there was something erotic to him about eating her used pussy.

"Aww, Why don't you cum now too, honey," Samantha says, pointing at her husband's small hard penis. "You can tell me what you think about Mr Madison's cum as you do it."

"It was salty," he says quickly, " It reminds me of... mushroom risotto." He's stroking himself hard as you and Samantha gently cuddle each other in post-coital bliss.

"The texture going down my throat of a raw oyster," Jimmy says. His eyes closed. He's never been attracted to a man or anything like that. He's never watched any bi-porn. He certainly never thought he'd eat another man's cum, but now he's approaching orgasm as he tries to imagine that he was you, with the powerful cock that made Samantha orgasm so many times. Instead of the pitiful husband who hadn't.

He cums in his hands, a few weak spurts, and only then does he re-open his eyes. When he does he sees Samantha is cleaning your cock with her mouth while you stroke her dark brown hair. Neither of you were even paying the least bit of attention to him. Jimmy realizes that he hadn't had that look on her face since before they were married. She is devoted to Mr. Madison it seems. He watches your hands be so tender with her as she practically worships your cock.

"Oh good, you came too," Samantha says when she eventually looks up and sees her husband's soiled hands. "Go wash your hands before you drip onto the bed!" she says loudly, even though Jimmy can see that you and Samantha have sweat and sex stains on the bed.