>cum on my face

She slid down me, looking up at me and licking her lips.

"I love a man's cum on my face," she said, her hands unbuckling my belt as she slid to her knees. She reached inside my pants and pulled out my cock, jacking it with one hand.

I love cock

"God I love cock," Amanda purred. "I can't wait to feel your hot load on my lips." Her eyes closed and she tilted her head back. "This is so good." The head of my cock disappeared between her wet lips again.

"That's right, Amanda. Suck it. Suck me off."

I love it when he talks to me like that. Her small hand slid up and down my saliva coated cock.

"Oh god, Amanda, your hand feels good. But I want you to take me in your mouth again," I said. This is turning me on so much. Amanda was flushed with excitement. She gave me a wicked smile and her fingers took the waistband of my pants and underwear and pulled them down, pooling them at my feet.

I felt her tongue begin to rim my enflamed dick and I swept her blonde hair back out of her face so that I could watch my cock disappear into her tiny mouth. Amanda finished her tongue bath and started some serious sucking. She wasn't doing anything incredible, but it felt great.

"I've got to have your cum," she whispered. She spat on my cock again and continued working her fist.

"Amanda, yes. You're doing so well. Such a good girl." God I want him to cum

She ran the side of her face slowly up my wet cock . Her eyes were closed and her breath ragged. She was getting off from the feeling of my hardness against her face. Her mouth slid back over me and she kissed it tenderly before opening her mouth wide and diving down on to me, sucking my cock.

"Yes, Amanda!"

As she sucked, her hand slipped down under her short skirt. I could see the motion of her hand as she stroked her pussy. She was moaning around my cock as she desperately tried to bring me to climax.

"Enjoying yourselves?"

Samantha was standing in the entrance to the kitchen, looking smoulderingly good in her dark red business jacket, black, tight skirt and patent leather black heels. A beautiful expanse of cleavage showed, straining the jacket in just the right way. Her lips were bright red and her hair was pulled back into a bun. Eyeglasses and a hint of eyeshadow finished the ensemble. She must have gone all the way around the house and come in the kitchen door.

Amber jumped and stopped, freezing for a second.